Escape through words

The page is set with the lines,

The lines that will hold the words...

The pen has been soaked in ink,

The pen that will write the letters...

My hand has a tight grip around the pen,

The hand that will trace the letters...

Traces of letters,

Will end up in full letters...

These letters will join together,

And form a word...

These words will join together,

And form a sentence...

And these sentences will join together,

Will make a paragraph...

And these paragraphs will join together,

To make a story...

The story which will have wings,

And will fly me out of this terrible reality,

Into my own world of fantasy...