From Dead Poets Society by Walt Whitman – Macabre week

‘ I close my eyes and this image floats beside me, a sweaty toothed madman with a stare that pounds my brain.

His hands reach out and choke me and all the while he’s mumbling, mubling truth. Truth is like a blanket that always leaves your feet cold.

No matter how much you push it, shove it, stretch it, it’ll never be Enough

You kick at it, beat it – It’ll never cover any of us.

From the moment we enter crying to the moment we leave dying, It’ll only cover your face as you wail and cry and scream for help!’

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One response to “From Dead Poets Society by Walt Whitman – Macabre week

  1. god i was sooooooo in love with ethan hawke’s character in this movie! this moment gets me every time! i need to watch again asap!

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