I seem to get lost in this world and find a world filled by words| conjoined to form an image| An adventure in a landscape far away| Where I escape this land to navigate a page| From morning 'till dusk and not a sound escapes these lips| In this barren land created by another for me to explore| The loneliness I struggle with in my life gets pushed back| As I play the role of the protagonist and the diminutive backdrop| In sagas of life without rules| A moment of flips and stagnant gazes| As we relive our memories against the backdrop of these pages| Let this curiosity and anticipation for the future never depart| Fighting to close a chapter| I am left with three words to prolong the hope for this moment to never lose its course| An awakening to secrets once left in between a shelf in the up-most layer is reached| To behold the cryptics of a life once left out in cold| And held bound| Now forgotten in dust| Hidden in the darkness of exclusion| ...