Hot Chocolate
Amelia Arnold
Reading is like drinking a smooth, creamy mug of hot chocolate on a crisp winter’s morning
It warms you inside like a loving hug by a roaring fire
It slowly seeps into your brain, filling it with its amazing creative juices and washes away the thoughts
The thoughts you had before
Before all of this
Before the wonders of the warmth as it melts the cold negativity
You realise you needed this all along
Along the path
The long, winding path
Following the path to your freedom
Many got lost
Not you
Here you find yourself, wrapped in this warm blanket, your safety net
Helping you find yourself
Who you are inside
Who you are on the outside as well
Now you know who you are, where you belong
At last
Finding yourself, however hard it may be, can take a while
You can’t rush it, you have to wait
Wait until you’ve drunk your hot chocolate
Never let it go cold.