Dec 11
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Lost in the Moment

“That it will never come again is what makes life so sweet.” (Emily Dickinson)

I feel the air rush in
and out.
My heartbeat
shakes my soul,
it sounds so loud.
I realize my eyebrows
are knit together,
accompanied by
a pensive


the time I
so neglect,
planner full
of the future,
painful mistakes
coursing through my

anxiety obscures
the moment,
feelings blurring out
my thoughts,

you see my eyes glazed over,
oh, i'm just thinking,
I forgot.

Painting swirls of melancholy
o'er the streaks of sunshine
on the ground

I smile, needing to escape
this pensive isolation,
and laughter turns the
whole day around.