It pushes into my skin
Releasing the tension within
A dark soul, almost nonexistent
Camouflages into the crimson,
The color of a lonely night

It dances around my skin
Moving back and forth
Back and forth, back and forth
Too scared to cut through the feelings,
It just satiates an itching surface

It composes a story along my skin
A haunting tale of frustration
Laced with a hint of misunerstanding
Each line is a poem of its own
Each poem whispers inapprehensible stanzas

It lies on my skin
As a physical reminder of these fears
Just run your fingertips across them
And close those frightened eyes
And you will live in my broken down emotions