A door in the distance
One I can only open
My escape from the truth
From reality
A life of the real stopping all
The books open to another world
Pulling me in and out of reality
In the past
In the present
And no doubt the future
One I wish I could live
Before the past, the problems
The troubles of life
Here I am free
I am a hero, helper, child
Here in my world
Which I control
No machine can destroy
For no one can see the door
how much did you enjoy this poem. I wrote it in class. Let me know.
Sorry I have not been updating I have had school
I will hopefully update ounces every other week or every week
