push the limit

Bury every fracture where the static overflows, Step into the spiral—watch the ordered system go. I feel the structure slipping, every boundary decomposed, A symmetry collapsing while the pressure overloads, Static in my cortex got it scratching at the seams, Like a signal breaking down and corrupting all the streams, Grief inside the circuits got it looping in repeats, Every memory distorts when the past and present meet, Paranoia blooming like a pattern in the noise, Every shadow got a language, every silence got a voice, Digging through the layers where the certainty decays, What was solid turns to fragments in a thousand subtle ways, Entropy ascending, every form begins to bend, From the moment of creation to the inevitability of end, I can feel the fracture spreading deeper through the frame, Every thought destabilized, nothing anchored stays the same, Anger like a current running jagged through the wire, Turning calculation into something closer to a fire, Bury what I carried, let the weight collapse the ground, Every ounce of mercy getting swallowed by the sound, When I strike, it’s symbolic—every motion is release, Driving tension to extinction just to manufacture peace, Nothing left to salvage when the system comes apart, All the chaos in the mind leaves a signature in art, Every step I take is like a structure coming loose, From precision into rupture with no option but to choose, Past the point of reason where the empathy erodes, All that’s left is fractured logic breaking down the codes. They said let it settle, let the turbulence decline, But the chaos only deepens every corner of the mind, What I buried wasn’t ending, it was feeding what would grow, Now the roots are in the marrow, in the places no one knows, Hyper-aware of every movement in the dark, Every whisper feels encoded, every glance leaves a mark, Trust dissolves quicker than a pattern built on sand, Every bond disintegrates the moment that it’s scanned, I don’t see opponents, I see variables at play, Every action gets evaluated, stripped and rearranged, Psychopathy creeping in the absence of regret, Where the feeling used to live is just a hollow silhouette, Cold design emerging from the wreckage of the strain, Like a system self-correcting through the language of the pain, Allies turn to echoes when the pressure amplifies, Every connection severed by the truths I analyze, Dreams decay the moment that I measure what they weigh, Every illusion collapses when the numbers start to say, Contained in appearance but expanding underneath, Like corrosion in the structure working slowly through the teeth, Every thought a fracture line spreading through the whole, Till the architecture fails from the burden on the soul, Moments stretch eternal in the absence of release, Where the only form of silence is the violence of the cease, Keeper of the remnants, every broken piece aligned, Ancient in the pattern but evolving in the mind. No clean endings when the order overloads, Every answer buried deep in fractured codes, Break it down slow, let the fragments corrode, Truth is what remains when the system explodes.