Take me over

The blade started to eat her skin
as it ate, the blade started to get deeper and deeper, soon her body cried crimson tears

The blackening light claimed her body over
She did not apply pressure
she did not cry
all she did was lay down and
hoped for the best
as she slowly faded into the dark
while watching the ceiling fan spin in a circled rotation.

She was now alone, nothing else to eat her up but her own deathly thoughts.