I bite my nails

I bite my nails sometimes
Mostly til my fingers are bloody
I bite when I feel anxious
Nervous, my mind cloudy

I bite til they're perfect
In every which way.
Red, sore, painful
I torture myself this way

I bite til they're fucking raw
I bite til I can't stand it
It'll keep my mind off other things
Its not the way I planned it

A dark coping mechanism
I've done since I was little
Is it really coping though
When you still feel brittle.

I bite my nails
Bite them til they're perfect
Maybe ill forget why I started
And everything will be perfect.