I feel the desire to sit in my grave, reading a good thousand page book,
As I sip on a cup of tea and dip graham crackers to have them melt on my taste buds,
Where I would get to fade away into a world of nonfiction that I lived through,
A world that continuously changed, but that never learned from their past mistakes,
I took a sip of my tea and laughed for hours as I felt like I was reading the same books on repeat,
My heart beat softly, but I felt no love for anyone out there in the world,
Because I would rather be a lonesome being, than to feel like I am hated all around,
My borderline mindset kept me isolated and knowing I would become too attached, kept me away,
My only attachments were my thousand cats, that I adored with all my heart,
That hissed and meowed loudly with every chuckle I made,
My babies making me laugh even more strongly from my chest,
And once I'm finished reading my last book for the night, I finally stand,
My babies purr loudly with desire for a meal after they notice my readiness,
And I finally decide I must once more leave my cave,
That is when I decide I must finally Jump.
YOU ARE READING
Jump
PoetryThis is the kind of poetry in which each chapter will either be similar or completely different, but it all has something to do with that, 'oh so unique,' title. Enjoy! If anyone is wondering what the cover is; That's The Palisades in Alpine New Jer...