Code Purple: Day Twenty Eight

I am drifting
into that space where
things I once recognized
lose continuity.

I am formed
by opinion,
by judgment.

Where, then?

I am losing shape,
becoming more
of what others
fail to see.

Do not give up on me,
I am only pale

I am only
and delicate,
from the inside.

My grey and sad
needs you
to look closer.

I am still here.

©2015 Jessica Stephenson All Rights Reserved


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