There are places I go
When I want to hide
To be removed
From the rest of the world
And I swear
I hope you find them one day
Because even if
I don’t admit it
I need you there with me
I’m Hiding (find me)
08 Friday May 2015
08 Friday May 2015
Beautiful poem!
Absolut love the end result:
Igniting sparks of life in me.
Thank you.