Bruises

looking down the backs of my hands are yellow brown. it looks like i was punching bricks and then the flipside is blue and purple like the lips of a person who had died. and this colour makes me wonder what the hall have i done? but yet this is not from me a battle not yet won.. these bruises are from IV nurses who cannot find veins... the shock of blue still scares me it reminds me of a time less bright it makes me remember alone, bathroom floors, and stormy nights funny how life source and death can give the same result. it's a colour of bruise i get nowhere else... xox Ellie J