she tips her throat back and chokes down a gnawing cackle that makes the back of your mouth itch. her chuckles are drowned out by the flames sparking her clipped nails. she's too powerful, too beautiful - she'll swallow you whole boy.
and she does, she snapped at your toes and chewed your sentience away.
you are nothing but an empty vessel of something used-to-be. you cry and you beg and you walk on hollow, because of her. because she sunk her claws into your vulnerable spine and paralysed you into a bottomless limbo. RIP. (to your youth)
