Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
I lived with it. the nails that was not trimmed for a long time. the cuts i never knew i had. the blood that i bled. the dirt. the unnecessary, uncomfortable. the nightmares. the pain. the failures. I did not have to die with it. so i trimmed my nails, and wrote this after.
0
Mar 8, 2025
Mar 8, 2025 at 9:11 AM UTC
Untitled
I lived with it. the nails that was not trimmed for a long time. the cuts i never knew i had. the blood that i bled. the dirt. the unnecessary, uncomfortable. the nightmares. the pain. the failures. I did not have to die with it. so i trimmed my nails, and wrote this after.
mental
Written by
Mar 8, 2025
Mar 8, 2025 at 9:11 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem