It's with a C.

Drops of saline,
Mixed with black mascara,
Topping broken frames,
And scratched arms-
Both B positive.
Enduring
Slaps as cold as a bucket of snow,
Sharper than ice;
Acrid like aspirin.
Fingernails on chalkboard.
Eyes filled with scorn,
Crying for help,
Nowhere to turn.

Are you sorry?

Two halves make a whole;
There were rips in my soul,
And now I have a supplement of apologies.
I should have taken all the pain.
Younger and stronger.
I should have taken it for you.
I should have been there.
And for this,
as well as my words,

I am sorry.