Head in the clouds and eye's unfocused
Let my body drift away to be repurposed
Melt me back into the earth where my soul belongs
Mortal sins can be forgotten so that bygones may be bygones
Tears dried on my dying skin and cooling my face
Tears dissipating disappearing leaving no trace
My art is my soul my words are my mind
My world is deadly and wretched and unkind
Head torn from the clouds then back in a flash
I don't belong there where painfully I clash
Like the sea against rock I cry into the night
Silent like death, invisibility is how I fight
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Moss C. Poetry
PoetryA collection poems that range from hopeful to hopeless, happy to sad or angry.
