Invisible twine .

She was complex as though she was tied by imaginary twine . A human all knotted and platted with adrenaline fed anxiety . From her classy two inch black wedge heels that shined to her floaty raven hair . Yes she was beguiling and attracted attention where ever she roamed but she didn’t care or acknowledge the stares . She was wrapped up with restraint from to many catastrophes and now she anticipated them even at night . That takes a toll they sketch a residual hint of pain deep in her oval droplet hazel eyes . That made her sight 20 / 100 which polarised her images    
of herself and of others . It showed in her posture bolt upright and way too uptight . Fastened with her own preconditions of life secured with bowline knots and only she could untie them . Don’t you even try she screamed of control bequeathed by a time when she felt powerless to even run as anxiety crept in and    
took her hand but life goes on and she falls behind.