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Rated: E · Poetry · Dark · #2159213
A soul searching individual is almost consumed by anger, but saved just in time..
I am angry.
I am seething.
A burning anger.
A slim slithering snake of burn that puts a hole in my mind and reality.
A shimmering light of fire that smokes my lungs, mind, body and soul.
I turn dark, itching to claw and bite and mince.

I see the endless disappointment, the change in your eyes, the hurtful butterfly feeling in the pit of my stomach as your eyes turned away.
It's troubling.
A repetitive torture.
It makes my soul crazy. Crazy to kill.

Then i turn and saw through parallel holes and saw the glowing blue.
It calmed me.
It turned the dark around as it reflected its light to my mind and destroyed the dark with a poof.
The hurtful butterfly flew away, and the snake slithered back into its corner.
I look through to the blue, my saviour.
Blue was always my colour.




- ShanINFJ
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