It was my escape.

My get away.

I wasn't me,

I was someone else entirely.

What they felt,   

I felt.

What they saw,   

I saw.

It was as if, 

I was living my life  

through theirs.

I was free.

I could get away from

everyone and everything.

With every word, 

It

Made

Me

New.

Books.                                                                    Books.                                                                     Books.

Books,

were

my

escape.