They were the characters in a book
Hiding in the libraries nook
No one saw the yellowed pages
Wearing down through the ages
But alas their story played out
When a small girl read about
Their beautiful friendship
Develop through the chapters
The words getting sadder
The fictional kingdom in tatters
And when the hero saved the day
When there was no more adventure that way
The reader closed the book
And hid it back in the libraries nook
For it to slowly die
Causing the characters to cry
Can't we go back to page one
Where mysteries had just begun
We can do it over again
You can sit in our world of pretend
But they were too far away
Too wrapped in decay
For anyone to see
Their beauty
YOU ARE READING
Sad Souls
PoetryThings I never had the courage to say aloud but wrote down instead, hoping that one day another soul like myself would come across it; hoping that someday someone could relate and be able to say 'I am not alone.' ♡Poetry♡ (Cover wasn't drawn by me)
