I could have stopped her.
I should've stopped her.
Such a beautiful girl.
The only problem was her dirty fingernails.
Day by day it worsened red underneath them.
One excuse after another.
Yet i too was blinded from the truth behind the lies.
Each night she sat in her room with nothing.
No knife, no scissors, no metal, just her nails.
And each night she bleed with her dirty fingernails.
Never again did i see her wear a short sleeved shirt.
Never again did i hear her laughter.
A laughter that would always brighten my day.
The threats of her very life echo into my head.
She tried to hide the evidence.
But could not hide her dirty fingernails.
The last chance she had, and I had.
All is forgotten now.
My mouth kept its silence.
No one knows of her dirty fingernails.
Until now, i cannot be suppressed any longer.
You are gone now my dear.
I miss you so.
I miss seeing you, even with those dirty fingernails.
I just wish i could've done better.
For you see i found out the truth.
Those dirty fingernails and scars are because of me.
I should've stopped her.
Such a beautiful girl.
The only problem was her dirty fingernails.
Day by day it worsened red underneath them.
One excuse after another.
Yet i too was blinded from the truth behind the lies.
Each night she sat in her room with nothing.
No knife, no scissors, no metal, just her nails.
And each night she bleed with her dirty fingernails.
Never again did i see her wear a short sleeved shirt.
Never again did i hear her laughter.
A laughter that would always brighten my day.
The threats of her very life echo into my head.
She tried to hide the evidence.
But could not hide her dirty fingernails.
The last chance she had, and I had.
All is forgotten now.
My mouth kept its silence.
No one knows of her dirty fingernails.
Until now, i cannot be suppressed any longer.
You are gone now my dear.
I miss you so.
I miss seeing you, even with those dirty fingernails.
I just wish i could've done better.
For you see i found out the truth.
Those dirty fingernails and scars are because of me.
Author notes
i just read dirty fingernails and immediately i thought all of that up, my friend use to cut but she would do it by digging her nails into her skin. painful if you ask me. So that's what inspired me, she's still alive and is fine now. But there was a time when she did do it because of me.
A contest entry
- Dirty Fingernails by Polaja.
700 points, ended April 5, 2007, 30 entries
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Comments
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good luck in the contest
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i like it. good poem
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i quite like this i myself have tried to pierce myself with my nails. i thank you for your entry
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wow this is really good!!! i like it!
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good
I really liked this poem it was amazing . -
This is a beautifully sad poem ... I really like the way that you ended it ... the last line is perfect ... have you shown her this poem? I'm glad that your frind is alright now ... and thankyou for letting me read this poem
Good luck
Polly -
The word 'suppressed' has two 'p's ... and you don't capitalise your 'i's in this poem (which is fine) ... but you did have one of them capitalised ... was this emphasising or an overlooked mistake?
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no i suppose it was a mistake, my comp usually will automatically capitalise my I's for me, so i never realized it i guess.
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