Hold my hand
Be my anchor to this earth
Show me the way the wind
Caresses the gentle sea
Prove to me that the darkness
Can hold the brightest stars
Help me learn to feel
The adrenaline rush
That is life in its fullest
And when i fade fleeting
Pull me back to reality
Dust me off, pick me up
Don't give up and
When you, like me,
Begin to float away
I’ll hold your hand

For the readers
Nerds, geeks, book lovers
Wizards, Hobbits, and Tributes,
believing in unseeable lands.
Minds grow restless to travel
through the fluttering pages
of these paper portals,
Bookmark today and visit
another version of reality.
Brave enough to love
people they can’t see.
People they will never meet
People who would understand them
The way no one else does
Smart enough to know
this world isn't worth staying
Dystopian lands often favorable
To our own growing demise
Wholeheartedly believing
in the fictional and loving the unreal.
Attempts to turn the nonfiction fiction
To self hypnotize away today's chaos
You must have one hell of a heart
to seek refuge
in another's imagination,
and be able come back
to reality when your done
and try to to love this world.

Camera
I am small but hold the world
My lens have captured time
And memories like fireflies
Smiling faces long past
Scenes that bring tears
I am the real artist
For I do not capture illusion
I see the reality
Of the bright blues
Mixed with blacks in a storm
Of the cracks behind
That painted expression
Rediscovered in a box
Hidden by a blanket of dust
I’ll be your time machine
To revisit “remember whens”
And maybe you’ll take me out
Into the world I’ve missed
To create new ones