My Escape

Tue, 04/05/2016 - 16:55 -- brett.z

Pages torn and frayed

The feel of paper under my fingers

I get lost in the words

The vividness, the scenery

That the author paints with words

They jump out

Surround me

Engulf me

Provide me with protection and security

I am no longer here, no longer alone

I am in a world unknown

I am in a book I know and love

And I do not want to leave

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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