Childhood versian 1

A poem of childhood using long lines.

Running away from those whose words cut like sharpened steel
I went to a library to halls of flying dragons, fairies, and gryphons
Beginning a new life through words of my flying imagination
I slew monsters, flew from cliffs, found treasure, and swam oceans
Till the bullies came and washed away my love with words of hurt
I return to my life, longing for my books of freedom again.