August.

At lunch today
He asked me why
I had been telling only lies
My eyes filled with sorrow
As his turned to black

I try to look away
but sure as hell he tells me to stay
with the grab of my wirst
I turn to say
"don't touch me there. Not today"
Then he realizes what I have done.
His face with anger
but pain in his eyes

"please just stop"
He begs me at last
But for me my heart is all just shattered glass.
I try to look up and say
"it's not that easy"
But all I manage is okay.

Right now as I shamefully look away
My wrist is bleeding
With the letters of his name