More Than Frens

It fits in his hand with no fingers to lace through. It wants his head to shatter, what does he do? He throws it. Across the room hoping it will break. His heart breaks instead though, into millions of pieces. He sees him with her. His pain slides across his wrists and falls to the floor. The pills taste good and his world starts to spin. He sees red. It's everywhere. On his hands, and the floor. His legs give out and he falls to the tile.