When the world gets too much and emotion overwhelms you, I find I like to hide in the shadows, it enfolds you in a strange calm, a blanket that shields you from any eyes .. But sometimes, just sometimes, a unique person reaches into the shadows and just softly strokes your face, your hair and looks into your soul, its scary finding out you can be seen;) but maybe just maybe they can discover a way over the wall and find your hiding place, and maybe they could be the other half of your soul, for we don't know who fits, could be the last place you think of looking;) and they find you.. Always hold onto hope..
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Posted: Apr 2013
About this poem:
I put this in the story section but decided to put it here:-)
Sometimes I like to hide in the shadows also. Observing all around me. And yes once in a blue moon when I am seen I wonder will this be my split apart (split apart=other half) I enjoyed this poem story
Comments (5)
a fab write ladyjewel
gorgeous
.. ty