I didn't snap I orchestrated the fracture. Unmade the mold, then danced in the after. They called it a spiral I turned it to thread. Stitched a gown out of grief and wore it to shred. You think I’m unhinged? I designed the door. Taught it to creak just to beg me for more. I don’t need your silence. I don’t want your crown. Keep your throne, I dance while your kingdom drowns. Not broken rewired. Not bleeding I’m fire. I don’t just burn I salt your ground. I learned to speak in lowercase. Smiled through smoke just to save face. Bit my tongue while they passed the plate. Blessed the rot and called it grace. But grace won’t hold what rage refines. So I stitched my name into sharper lines. I don’t need your silence. I don’t want your crown. Keep your throne, I dance while your kingdom drowns. Not broken rewired. Not bleeding I’m fire. I don’t just burn I salt your ground. Call it rage, call it ruin, call it mine. I don’t need the light just time, and a dry match. I don’t need your silence. I don’t want your crown. Keep your throne, I dance while your kingdom drowns. Not broken rewired. Not bleeding I’m fire. I don’t just burn I salt your ground.
