My Books

Thu, 10/04/2018 - 12:02 -- Jadie

My Books

By Jadie Reasland


To take my books away,

It’s like taking away my soul.

Yet it’s also like you are

Crushing my heart,

Soul to shatter.

It’s like I’m walking,

Yet I don’t know where

I’m going.


Are like my soul,

My life,

It’s what makes me breathe.

When I don’t have books

Then I can’t breathe

I don’t know myself

Yet sometimes

I think that

I am part of the

Books themselves

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