Her

The crack in her soul grew bigger and deeper, opening up a chasm between her dreams and her nightmares.

Her flesh is raw from the countless times that she's opened and exposed herself to others.

The line that separates reality and her thoughts begins to fade in her mind, leaving only a faint memory of where the line use to be.

A pin pierces her thick and callused skin just to see if she can still feel pain.

Her nails grow long as her bother for self grooming is lost in the space of her mind.