One really should eschew it,
Do your utmost not to chew it,
But it eases my anxiety sublimely,
It’s a bit disgusting sure,
Plus, after a paid manicure,
It certainly is anything but timely,
Now there’s an extra disgrace,
That one is not to touch one’s face,
It considered gauche, almost a crime, see,
Nonetheless, it never fails,
That I’ll be chewing on my nails,
Because I find it calms me down divinely,
(Though I’ve found the habit shrinking,
With my double-fisted drinking,
A self-medication I can practice blindly!)

Writing
Reading
Staying calm
On the inside,
Slight retreating
See my needing
To kinda hide,
My soul needs feeding
The proverbial kneeling
Stop the social bleeding
Overwhelmed with feeling
Gonna keep on healing
In my own manner
By my bedside.