Page by page,
I flip them over..
Frozen in time,
And not getting older.
Word by word,
I trace the ink..
Drowning into a world,
As my surroundings shrink.
I grab onto the book and live a life,
See the earth through different eyes.
Horror, fantasy,
Romance, mystery,
Thriller and drama
Make a beautiful treasury.
My mind steals,
And it paints the picture..
An icon it reveals,
From my own mixture.
I cry and smile,
As I read through the lines.
I'm in another's mind,
And have changed my sight..
My heart pumps fast,
As I read faster,
Excited for the blast,
Of what is to happen.
It's an addiction..
A wide imagination,
With no prediction,
Or precaution.
The rush of adrenaline,
In my own head..
Followed by redemption,
As I reach the end.
Its a thirst that I will quell
Everyday and every night,
Stories I will tell
That will reach my delight.
Its hard to understand,
For those who don't read,
They won't be able to expand,
Or create their own mental field.
~From the Heart
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Poetry-The Unspoken Words
PoetryNothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red ~Kait Rokowski