Every silence you forged was never silence but a blade sharpened in shadow, Every kindness you clothed was no kindness at all, only a venomous veil coiled tight. I let your ruin seep like poison into the obsidian core of my bones, But tonight the pit yawns open and your crown collapses, nothing left but ash. Coffee cooling in my hands through night shifts that bled me hollow, Benches along the lake standing witness to hours disintegrating into ember smoke. You called this tether devotion, you wrapped this weight as sacrifice, But it was only manipulation etched into hollow bone, echoing loud inside the abyss of me. Red flags scattered across the horizon like fractured constellations breaking apart, And I mistook the abyss for a sky that might cradle instead of devour. Your silence weaponized into a cathedral of iron breath, And I worshipped at your altar, mistaking absence for holy fire. Your crown forged from ruinous lies and tethered deceit, Circle around me circle with me. Every debt repaid in a storm that splits the sinew of the mine, And I will not kneel at your feet — not here, not now, Not you, not tonight, not again, not ever. NEVER — NEVER — NEVER — AGAIN! You carved obedience into the hollows of my back like scripture in scars, Dressed it in reverence, demanded I call it devotion. But I am not the supplicant shackled to your throne of silence, I am fracture reborn, obsidian fire coursing where veins of ash once burned. Your kiss was no tenderness but a blade veiled beneath false devotion, Your touch was no salvation but a tether dragged across ruin. And I bore your weight like armor hammered from glass, Until it shattered against my hollow bone, shards rising as my crown of survival. You built your dominion out of silence sharpened into endless knives, And crowned yourself in ashes from the pyres of betrayal. But your throne collapses as stone gives way to fractured spine, Manipulation buried beneath embers, beneath ruin, beneath dust. Your crown forged from ruinous lies and tethered deceit, Circle around me — circle with me. Every debt repaid in a storm that splits the sinew of the mine, And I will not kneel at your feet — not here, not now, Not you, not tonight, not again, not ever. NEVER — NEVER — NEVER — AGAIN! TEAR IT DOWN — brick by brick, fracture by fracture! Circle around me — this pit belongs to ruin, this pit is mine! TEAR IT DOWN — your silence, your crown, your hollow dominion! Circle around me — this pit is sinew, fire, fracture, it is mine! Walls collapse like cathedrals crumbling under the weight of silence, Chains dissolve into sparks scattering across the abyss. Sinew reforged in bloodstone fire and ruinous breath, Your dominion erased, your altar consumed, manipulation burned from memory. Your crown forged from ruinous lies and tethered deceit, Circle around me circle with me. Every debt repaid in a storm that splits the obsidian core of the mine, And I will not kneel at your feet not here, not now, Not you, not tonight, not again, not ever. NEVER — NEVER — NEVER — AGAIN! Tear it down, This pit is mine. Fracture by fracture, This pit is mine. Ashes to embers, This pit is mine. Silence to ruin, This pit is mine…
