Hiding Place

Hiding Place
By: Adam M. Snow

I'm running away,
to a place where I can hide.
There's no need for me to stay;
for I'm hiding from, what's inside.

I can now escape;
off to my hiding place.
No need of torture and scrape;
for I feel your grace.

I'm running yet I'm hiding;
for I now feel safe;
for my wings are spreading;
for I am free and no longer a waif.

Reviews

[Ethan Paz]

You have alot of puncuation where there shouldn't be puncuation. The enjambment is poor and I highly suggest you read a sentence out loud. Some poems do better with a faster pace and that is the case for this poem. By the way what were you hiding from and whose grace were you running too? A little more description would be cool but all in all it has good potential.