She strips to her skin and bones
The hairs stand up on her neck
Shocked by her reflection
Facing a ***** mirror
Her collarbones seeping through her pale cold skin suddenly she doesn’t recognize herself
She looks down
And the blood starts pumping again
She looks up
Who was this goddess standing before her? She merely thought it was a reflection of god
So
She looks down
Brooding herself,peeling her skin exposing the nerves
The same nerves that couldn’t stop feasting on the abandon hope of the future
The same nerves with the myelin sheath that she couldn’t control
Exposing the tissue she so desperately wanted to cut off
But then she looks up
She breathes in embracing the goddess within
her past and future merge in the mirror's grin