My Hide Out Poem by michael Smajda

My Hide Out



I'm asking, if I were to go into hiding,
Where would the best hiding place be?
No matter how long one would be searching,
It would take forever to ever find me.

I need to find such a place in a hurry.
And I need to be left very much alone, too.
How long I confine myself to hiding depends
On how long it takes getting over loving you.

Thursday, April 2, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
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