It's early morning when the fatal flaws begin to take hold.
she's fucking pissed
and as always her essence reaks of the drugs.

Breathe in, slow.
Let go faster.

She has no reality.
throwing rocks inside her glass house
blood drips down her face
frantic hands trying to cover up what everyone already knows

She's lost it
Standing among the shards, homeless.

stuck in disassociation,
and the only way out this world knows is death.