I consume stories to escape.
To not be consumed by the shadows.
To stop myself from constantly reacting.
To keep from destroying myself.
I consume stories to escape.
To keep the demons at bay.
To keep my already broken heart
from breaking even more.
I consume stories to escape.
To keep from remembering
the challenges that constantly plague me.
To feel normal
in a society
that doesn’t view me as such.
To be normal
in a society
that views me more like a problem or liability
than a person.
To be normal
in a society
that offers me less than what I deserve.
I consume stories to escape.
To enter worlds
where I don’t have to think
about any of this.
Where I don’t have to think
about myself.
I consume stories to escape,
so that when it all goes to hell,
I am not here.