Books
Books,
Books were all I need.
Books were all I care.
My friend,
My joy,
My only life.
Books,
I thought
Was my soul
Now I know
It was not.
To simply say
He came
And books lost.
I find I'm human
With human needs.
Books I once love
Now it's him.
Torture begins
For he'll never love me
As I with him.
I wish he never came.
Books I loved
And longed to once more
But I can not
For he stays.
Books gone
Never to be loved
By me again.