I hold in my hand
The power of a thousand words
Sleeping days, Awaiting the flick of a page
To bleed life; beauty
The addict inside me
Aches for more
Of the only thing that will satisfy
me, a book
Finly my soul can breath a sigh
As I walk up my stairs, way up high
Patiently awaiting, my return
My books reach out
Invite me to
Forget all concern
I pop open a window
Prop up a chair
My nose inhales
the crisp country air
I don't have to worry
about my nails or my hair
When I live anothers life
Without a care
Mar 3, 2015
Mar 3, 2015 at 11:12 AM UTC
I hold in my hand
The power of a thousand words
Sleeping days, Awaiting the flick of a page
To bleed life; beauty
The addict inside me
Aches for more
Of the only thing that will satisfy
me, a book
Finly my soul can breath a sigh
As I walk up my stairs, way up high
Patiently awaiting, my return
My books reach out
Invite me to
Forget all concern
I pop open a window
Prop up a chair
My nose inhales
the crisp country air
I don't have to worry
about my nails or my hair
When I live anothers life
Without a care
#love #life #sad #depression #pain #death #heart #you #hurt #broken
#cummings #ee
