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moss May 2015
Photographs can't capture
The majesty of sight
The daisies in the rain
Cloaked in vibrant light

Recordings can't capture
The music of ears
Melody of wonder
All I wish to hear

Words can't always capture
Feelings I possess
Raging storms in me
Leave me as a mess
moss May 2015
Deeply she fell
Under his spell
The wishing well
Just couldn't tell
Or hear her yells
Right through her cell
Within it dwells
Her living hell
moss May 2015
All that we can see
All that we can hear
Is nothing but a dream
It isn't really there
"Reality exists in the human mind and no where else."
-George Orwell
  May 2015 moss
Mike Essig
Words are bullets.
Sometimes,
I shoot myself
in the foot.
Be wary where
you point
that weapon.
Think before
you pull
that trigger.
If you don't,
you may not die,
but you will
feel pain.

  ~mce
moss May 2015
When I am near
I lose my breath
In a swift movement

When I am gone
I lose my breath
In a slow suffocation

Both are excruciating
But I can't seem to decide
Which is worse
moss May 2015
Nothing but your words
Float in my head

Nothing but your words
Heavy as lead

Nothing but your words
Hang by a thread

Nothing but your words
Fill me with dread
A poem about overthinking and social anxiety.
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