Trying to Book an Escape

I'm always stuck in a room,
Scanning the words on the page.
The title, the author, the page number.
Nothing anyone would read tonight
Will accomplish my escape.
No words would be powerful or deep enough.

Trying to dig beneath the parchment.
Time ticked by as I
Gave my eyes to the page.
Craving to find a new adventure.
To find the characters within.
To fall into their story.

I couldn't believe that I would never enter the story.
I was drawn to books like a magnet,
Though reality always had a stronger pull.
Each word would stay planted on the page.
Far away lands would forever be my paradise.
But today, I wouldn't fade.

Reviews

[Lifeofbennard]

I like this poem. Dont we all wish we could sink into the perfectly created-interesting world that this mundane reality could not compare to in a thousand years?
Keep writing (:

[Bluefire]

This is exactly what it feels like to forget everything and just read a good book. I love how you described it and the ending.
Well done. ^^