dear lucky boy,
understand that
i am not a normal girl.
the red polish on my fingernails
are the only distraction from
wanting red blood
dripping from my wrists.
and the black nail polish
is the only color that
could and does represent
my dark mind.
please understand the choices
you are making when you
decide to write back.
from, (now) red fingers
YOU ARE READING
nail polish | l.h.
Fanfictionin which a suicidal girl who frequently changes nail colors exchanges notes with the lonely blonde boy from her biology class. © -moonlits 2014