I lay on the pages of my books,Trying to stay afloat Letting my hands slowly sink into the words that were dipped into jam jars of feeling,I knew not of what this entailed until I experienced now,My mind skips and skims the lines,Searching for the meaning behind the endless noise of the pitter  patter of my heart I look down to my feet and ask them why they haven't yet gotten me to where I need...