Scared again

I watched as pools welled up

Red rivers erupting

And I looked down to see

The skin of my arm like a leather case

Opened up for the first time

With browned cobwebs clinging to my arms

And I woke from the trance

Screaming in my head

What have I done what have I done

When did this happen

How was I so out of control

So scared that one day I'll be out of control

And I'll look down to see that

my arms will be split open like an used suitcase

my skin merely draped over my flesh

skinned and skinned again

lines redrawn, skin redraped.

And the day after I won't be able to deal with the fear of who I have become