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the dark blue light that had crawled onto me, as you,
draping me in all of it's dreadfulness,
muffling the words which could've saved me
the stressful showers,
the ones I wore my shirt in
the ones where I held myself against the cold walls in paranoia,
I couldn't bare to remember,
yet that's all I could do
a deep breathe and three years later,
a deep breathe and three years later,
and I have found my new blue
the blue light in his room,
the one that gently coats me in comfort and rest,
that frees my voice
the blue in my hair, in his sheets,
in my cotton-candy stained teeth which show through
the acid-filled laughter we replenished my room in
even when I still feel you in the beams that fall on
my skin, he wipes it off of me,
and now I don't feel you in every blue,
I only feel my true blue
-v
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