it is a new day, a new hour, a new second, and i have new skin.
i'm hoping it's impenetrable, but as i fall down and scratch my knee, i realize it isn't.
i'm hoping it's smoother, but as i run my fingers over the rough scab from yesterday's tumble, i realize it isn't.
the sun is shining down on my skin, and i see that it's causing me to glow.
this has happened before, but it's different now, because it's stretching deeper than my skin.
i can feel it within.
/
the moonlight casts a shadow on my skin.
it's unsettling.
it makes me feel blue.
but i am tired of feeling blue,
so i go inside,
so that maybe i will feel green
or yellow
or red.
anything but blue,
because i always end up drowning in it,
yet here i am,
talking about it like it will not
swallow me when i wake up tomorrow morning.
or afternoon.
or maybe i won't wake up at all,
so that way i am no longer held captive
by this blue ruin.