Neverending Fairytales

Everywhere there are books

In all the crannies and the nooks

Holding tales of the untold,

of characters so bold.

Books give me time to escape

I find myself agape,

at all the sensations,

with all the hesitations,

not to leave the made up world

that leaves my stomach swirled.

The pile never ends,

it will take forever to ascend.

All of my findings,

are reminding,

of the time I do not have.