hear the bell… I don’t need a reason I don’t need a sign something in the rhythm moves me every time it’s not even conscious it’s already done before I understand it I’ve already run they call it instinct they call it fate but it feels like something that decides too late every little signal every coded tone writes itself directly into skin and bone you can see it… you can know… but your body still says go… bell and bone… pull me through not because… I choose every move… every turn something I never learned bell and bone… hear it call and I answer… every fall I don’t break… I obey before I can look away they don’t need to hold you they don’t need control just a quiet pattern that rewrites the soul every soft reminder every hidden cue makes it feel like freedom when it isn’t you you can fight it… you can stay… but it’s wired in the way bell and bone… pull me through not because… I choose every step… every line feels like something mine bell and bone… hear it call and I answer… every fall I don’t break… I obey before I look away what if silence… is the break… what if stillness… is the mistake… or the only way… bell and bone… let me see what is left of me every call… every tone breaking through the bone bell and bone… I resist even as I twist I don’t break… I delay… just enough… to choose my way …hear the bell… © BStur - All rights reserved
