bruises

Bruises
I can't explain
showing themselves in
patterns
on my skin
revealing my
indiscresions
fear wells up
in my throat
sending my feet
into hysterics
I can't hold out my hands
I'm too busy
running away
from past mistakes
but never
getting away
outrunning
hiding even
the proof
the discoloration
purple at first
then so many colors
like a sunset