the bruises you left under my skin continue to change their colors. breathing in and out with eyelids shut, pencil thin ruby veins shining through. the cracks in the pavement hold every secret i've ever known. inhaling the darkest night and exhaling a restless morning. blinding sun. skin paper thin, azure veins like a map of the world. nails in our feet. never hurting enough to break us. my body consists of scars, a canvas alive with color.