I read
because I love
feeling lost
being found
I live
for contained chaos
I breathe
words of people
I have never met
with a book
I dream
with open eyes
the beautiful part
is dying but feeling alive
seeing a place in your mind
where letting go
of a hopeless reality
isn't an impossibility  
like melting away
as I turn pages
like flying
and falling in love
somehow a book
can make you feel
but more so
make you be.