Fingernails to the wall
digging through the skin
Scratching them every day
burning tips so thin

Pase the movement down they go
peel them to the bone
Screeching sound of blunt
ten times to the tone

Fingernails to the wall
Pray that it will end
Dripping traces left of red
staining knees that bend

Rise them slowly up again
to run them down the track
Yesterday's old stained traces
have slightly turned to black