When I write I go into <br />a world of my own. <br />My concentration is so strong <br />the rest of the world around me <br />just doesn’t belong. <br />The rest of the world vanishes <br />when my writing takes control <br />and I slip into a world of my own. <br />I only see the writing in front of me <br />everything else gets ignored. <br />My hearing does not detect <br />the voices surrounding me <br />when I drift into <br />a world of my own. <br />It is as though I’m hypnotised <br />by the words that I write <br />and all else never matters <br />disappearing out of sight <br />whenever I enter into <br />a world of my own. <br /> <br />27 September 2008<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-world-of-my-own-3/
