state of mind..

flushed cheeks 
tears staining her soft skin
eyes bright with anticipation 
so many changes making her weak.. 
yet deep within she grows
with each new wound 
flesh is sown
with each word 
you resonate within her mind..
give her your coldest shoulder to cry upon 
it’s where she longs to be..
destinies shaped and forming 
she has no more of a choice
in following this path
as it goes from here to there 
than a swirl of ashes floating aimlessly without a care to its’ end..
She eats and waits to be eaten..