Simple Lie

“What’s that on your leg?” she said,
“What are those strange marks?
Those red lines on your skin, some faded, some dark.”
“I got bored one day and drew on my self.
All they are is texter. I’ll go wash them off in a sec.”
I couldn’t exactly tell her.
I’ve been a bit sad and depressed lately.
And I wanted to escape the feeling.
I wanted to stop.
I wanted to save myself.
I did everything to stop screaming.