Whispers Between the pages

When all is still, and shadows creep,
I turn to worlds where dreams can sleep.
Where words sing and pages hum,
I find a place where magic’s from.

The world outside, with endless strife,
Can’t touch the dreams that fill my life.
In whispered lines and starlit skies,
I find the peace that never dies.

The chaos fades, the noise unwinds,
As quiet realms refresh my mind.
With every turn, the world grows bright,
A place where day eclipses night.

In tales of wonder, calm, and grace,
I find the strength to leave my place.
For in these books, I’m free to fly,
And touch the stars beyond the sky.

And as I turn the page,
I step away from fear and rage.
Though the world outside may rage and roar,
I find my peace forevermore