you know you have gone over to the other side
you get lost in fiction
because you rather be there then be here in reality
this happens when reality is just too cold and harsh
to understand and withstand
you know your smile would at least be real
then the forced kind you make in this world
unruly and unkind
you retreat into the desolate world of words
and turn your back to the barren land of feelings
leaving behind all hope and disappointment
to be contented by the plain sight of words
and made up fantasy
savouring the lies of writers
and tricked into oblivion by the paragraphs of beautiful literature
blinded by the illusion of hope and desire
habouring yet another bundle of pure bliss
and fall into the traps yet again
