On Approach. By themischievousannaMarch 22, 2016 ( 3 ) One time, I ran from myself For so long, I forgot who I was running from, And who I was chasing. Advertisements Share this:Share on TumblrTweetMoreEmailPrintPocketLike this:Like Loading... Categories: Art, WritingTags: art, artist, fears, fiction&poetry, horror, life, painting, poetry, Scary, Thoughts, writing Related Articles Under the wasted rubble. By themischievousanna2 months ago Another subject. By themischievousanna2 months ago The Messiness of Illusion. By themischievousanna3 months ago 3 comments › N Filbert March 22, 2016 • 4:30 pm “We play hide and seek with ourselves” – Fernando Pessoa LikeLiked by 1 person Reply ↓ themischievousanna March 22, 2016 • 4:50 pm A very interesting man and an excellent quote, thank you for the comment! LikeLike Reply ↓ Writers showcase, March 28, 2016 | The Write Edge Writing Workshop by Ekta R. Garg March 28, 2016 • 5:53 am Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.