Resonance with Rupture

Hurt Me

Push me.
Shatter the fragile currents of my form to reveal the pulse beneath.

Let friction spark along the surface of my flesh, let energy tremble through me until the marrow hums with resonance.

Push me.

Carve your force into the architecture of my being, an anchor suspended between intensity and entropy.

Let me drink the pressure, let it flood through me like distilled fire, a taste of something beyond comprehension.

Please.

Ignite the threads that bind us, taut and trembling, vibrating like a harp under tension.

Let me sway on the edge between currents, between planes of force.

Draw me.
Break me.
Push me.

Let the energy claim me.