where is the green light?

The yellow highlighterflicked across my brain outlining the wrong things at the wrong times and I need to find the words dancing in green scars of alternate realities. I am off and cannot seem to find the space in which to walk with ease and so fall deeply into bruised shins and knobbled knees. My skin peels off in sallow yellow spaces of red hued dots and greyness focused eyes of swollen sleep. Seasonal disordered darkness looms within my cold dark world unable to sprint across the sunless sky.