Books

When I read books, I am no longer in my

Room with my bed underneath me. I could

Be in a distant land, fighting villains or

Finding cures for world illnesses.

Books help my self esteem, picking it up

After a big fall and cradling me in

Their soft pages. I smell the air of the

Dessert and I have not even left my house.

I can have thanksgiving dinner on

The night of Halloween. I can walk around

The world or be the popular kid in class.

Books may eventually become my

Downfall because sometime I may not

Want to return to the real world where

My problems surround me like a

Boa constrictor, choking all my

Thoughts and feelings out of myself

And absorbing them, keeping them

Forever hidden.