at the shore of my mind
drown out the cries
of thoughts
trying to swim to safety.
All lifeboats thrashed
into tiny white and grey shards
amidst the cold
spray
that turns the extreme
to unfeeling.
Only Darkness floats steadily-
Darkness can hold so much anger.
Blue anger,
White darkness,
Dark blood-
In some hell,
it hangs like
a pretty picture.
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| Gus Van Sant From "Good Will Hunting" |
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