Reading Alone

Insanely Hilarious

A book in my head, my eyes scan close,
A lovely and perfect comfort dose.
A blanket on my lap and a dim light to read,
And a cup of coffee is all I need.

Away from the past, hiding from the future,
To my heart, it's a beautiful departure.
Lost in those words, all alone.
Even though just words, they have a tone.

Reading through the night,
The moonlight is pretty bright.
Feeling their emotions, meeting them again,
Is something that can't be disheartened, even by the rain.

I can feel myself interested, 
By the future of those to whom I'm invested.
No matter how bad the tragedy,
It's always replaced by comedy. 

-InsanelyHilarious

 

 

  • Author: Insanely Hilarious (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 1st, 2022 02:36
  • Category: Nature
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  • Paul Bell

    Spot on, no tragedy, no comedy, and probably vice versa. As long as coffee is in abundance, life is good.



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