The black font on the pages,
know how to take me from reality.
And into the lives of my characters.
With books I've been everywhere
From India to a foreign place
called Summer Land.
I've been to London and NYC.
I've traveled to kingdoms
And escaped Hell.
The life I live in books
give me relief to the life I live.
The like I make in writing,
show a life I'd rather live.
I'd rather be a princess
escaping a murderous king.
A defiant teen boy
Who runs away from home.
A heroine who shoots a bow
with skills undeniable.
A kind in a raging war
with a powerful queen.
My story was not one made for books.
My being was made to visit these places.
I continue to read books
as if tomorrow was my last day.
In fact I've hears of a life
where books don't exist...
(I would have gone insane)
Books help you escape reality.
And if I could –
I'd shrug off reality
and put on the glimmering coat
Of fantasy.
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