When They Tell You They Want To Disappear

They will tell you They wanna disappear Far away from the madness of this world Away from hate, failures, breakups, heartbreaks They wanna walk into wilderness Into open fields and clear streams Jungles where elephants make sounds And deers run from roaring lions Into trees that grow supporting one another A world that exists onto itself Where seeds fall down and come to life when it pours from the skies But you know what? That’s not disappearing You want to be found You are longing to be discovered You are crying to meet thyself and you will But disappear you will not You will vanish only when death embraces you When you will become one with thin air That would be disappearance… Thanks for reading above poem. Do Share if you liked what you just read. It means a lot to me and helps other people to discover it :)