Like the color of the warning construction sign on the side of the road of the accident, bright orange curtains draped over you. You were fading in and out of reality with blurred vision; I could see the irritation and puffiness in your eyes. He drugged you again. I had told you a million times that he was just using you; yet somehow, he was always able to hurt you again. I could see the jealousy in your heart as you lay sprawled over the envious green felt couch, cigarette in hand. You passed out the night before after the car accident and I carried you home, limb for limb. I wiped away the blood and tears, but the black and blue shiners on your face remained.

Looking out of your eyes, I saw your perfect whites were grayed and yellowed, like some antiquated movie. Your vision of the world faded two shades down.

05/13/2005

Posted on 05/14/2005
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