My eyes opened to the morning light,
and I recognized I was once again
at the cusp of another day where
I was faced with the same crossroad
yielding similar results at end of day,
no matter what the decision I made.
Hopeful enthusiasm filled a few hours,
waning more quickly as days went by
until the future became a blur …
then just hopelessness and sorrow.
Amusing myself each day with work
that went nowhere, read by no one.
Figuring things out is my forte,
but there were no options remaining
from which to choose a direction;
Only holding tight until life was done.
Biding my time, reading for hours
living vicariously through their worlds
until living in those fantastical worlds
was my world. I awoke each morning
with only the desire to enter once again
the worlds reading books afforded me,
until sleep pulled me away each night.
I will read forever because it lets me visit in my mind the worlds that I will never be able to see; it helps me put away the stresses of the day and relax into the rhythm of the story before me; it lets me bring to the surface and experience without regrets those feelings I hide away; it lets me re-experience the thrill of first love through someone else's eyes; it keeps my mind juiced so that it will never desert me; it is always there for me even when there's no one else. I will read forever no matter whether it is print or digital because the words will always call to me. ~ A Sassy Scribbler