This Little Black Book

A poem about my poetry journal, and how it's helped me through so much.

This little black book- it's pages so deep-

you'll never know it's loss of sleep.

The only reason it stays up all night

is to keep her from doing what isn't right.

no one will hear this little black book...

a savior, a hero, to what she might have took.

no one will know the dark things it kept,

her secrets, her lovers,

and how much she wept.

Reviews

[Storyteller of Dimensio..]

Somehow it remembered me a bit of Death Note with these lines: "a savior, a hero, to what she might have took" :D
Well done, you pickup the theme of diary pretty well and gave me few things to think about. Can't relate to is as I don't keep one, but I still liked it.
From the technical side of things you could divide few more lines into additional one and brake it up into stanzas, but that's detail.
Keep up the good work!