brittle bone

her brittle bones twist and torn in places never before seen taking the shape of a spiraling mind caressing thoughts of permeable wires that hold love and data in the same place, doubt takes the form of an ulterior motive that was once shaken by the thought of being alive, quivering at the sight of affection towards oneself and sabotaging every possible outcome be it positive or not. The risk of life is enough to keep her in a constant state of flight or fight with her own mind, wanting to escape through divine intervention and intrinsic views, selflessly shaking her own attainment. waking to the sound of machinery.