You carved me open with a jagged lie, A laceration I refused to dignify. I staggered through the aftermath of you, Every whisper felt like residue. I feared the quiet like a tightening noose, A hollow realm you thought I’d never break loose. But in the chaos, something rose in me— A riot‑pulse, a raw resiliency. You left me drowning in dissonance But I surfaced armed with vigilance. Loneliness tried to swallow me whole, But I reclaimed dominion of my soul. I’m rising through the ache, severe and clean— A resurgence forged in everything unseen. Your treachery won’t anchor me again. I’m healing—and it’s louder than your sin. Your shadow clung like a venomous hymn, But I refused to let it settle in. I stitched my courage where your damage bled, Turned every scar into a crown instead. I feared the silence, but it taught me defiance, A sharpened truth born out of your violence. I’m done collapsing under what you gave— I built a spine you’ll never bend or break. You left me drowning in dissonance, But I surfaced armed with vigilance. Loneliness tried to swallow me whole, But I reclaimed dominion of my soul. I’m not your casualty, not your claim. I’m not the ruin you tried to name. I’m every truth you tried to twist— I’m every breath you won’t dismiss. I’m healing—and you can’t resist it. You left me drowning in dissonance, But I rose—and now I radiate deliverance. ---
