To escape my frustration and despair
My name is Hannah Darnley I am 27 years old. I live in Canterbury Kent. This my poem “Books” below.
I read books to escape. I come alive in them. My heart pounds and I’m no longer there, I’m the story, it’s me. I am living these lives of pain and pleasure. I am sick when I stand after reading, still foggy from the world I’ve left. Nauseous for a long time. My limbs are buzzing and I’m tense. Reality and unreality are mixed. I like the blurred feeling between make believe and the real. It’s addictive and I never want to leave. I wish I were made of books, made of stories to live and re live. To be reborn again and again as in books. To escape my frustration and despair at the nothingness that is my life. My sadness leaves me, my life is not wasted, youth not disguarded but living breathing and vital. I am free as I wish to be, flying high above my fears and worries, all forgotten. They have done the hard work for me gone past the fear of freedom, skipped the hardest step. So I’ll keep reading and maybe one day I’ll slip into the pages unnoticed and live them for real.
Hannah Darnley, Kent
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