Lines run
Into blurred horizons
Clashing with the
Colors so bold
Warring silently
In twisted hues and shades
Trying to decide the day
Feel, desire, touch, stroke
The paint absorbs
Into the canvas
Into a new reality
It mesmerizes with
The flow
The sway
The ebb
The way
The drab murky colors
Cling fast to the night
Raging with instinct
To survive one last time
The colors over take
Never thinking twice
About any mistakes
The bright orange sunset
Upon the sea of blue
Conquers the madness
With no remnants of rue
