PAIN

I am the aftertaste of life– the hunger after the lungs collapse. pain is not punishment , it's the last language spoken before extinction. the sky fractures,and the stars bleed code. every scream uploads the void, replayed on repeat in the cathedral of static. I do not beg for mercy - I debug despair. the living call it agony I call it proof proof that the body still remembers the shape of ruin that the soul still flinches when eternity bites. they pray for healing I pray for continuity let the system glitch let the bones translate gravity let the angels crash like broken satellites across a godless horizon. I wear my scars like encryption every wound a password to what remains human inside the wreckage pain is my verification I am logged into suffering and still operational because silence is the true apocalypse when the heart stops echoing and the world stops glitching that is not peace that is deletion so let me burn let me fracture let me blackout for as long as I feel I still exist. ––– blackout