Author: Time To Change PM
Habitual aches; I'd be lost without them, yet I so wish I would make myself stop.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry - Words: 102 - Reviews: 7 - Favs: 1 - Published: 05-06-08 - Status: Complete - id: 2514165
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Bad Habits – Nail biting
I picked and picked and chewed my nails to the quick
Like the secret to life was at the tips of my fingers -
If only I could chew away enough keratin to find it.
Then I wrapped waterproof bandages round each one
With cartoon prints and animal patterns, always a kid.
They rubbed and chaffed, slipped off wet thumbs
And fell in distraught crowds to battered floors; Whilst
Aching fingertips and surrounding skin turning sickly white
Posed difficulties to a mind telling me to chew, chew, chew
In fevered frenzy of self-cannibalism. And this is stress-relief?