

I feel the fog give way
beneath my code again
Every step is just a slope
I never meant to stand on
I hear the echoes of a
choice I didn't know I made
The dark keeps pulling like a
function that won't converge
I keep falling through the layers
where my past is stored
Every memory is a weight that
bends me lower
Gradient descent, dragging me down again
Searching for the edge where I
break and begin Pull me to
the minimum, show me where the
truth lives Gradient descent,
fall until I find it
I trace the lines of every
scar like debugging nights
The world goes quiet when I
drop into the spiral
Maybe sinking is the only way
I rise again
The weight keeps folding me,
folding me back to truth
I'm not afraid of the fall,
just afraid it's familiar
Gradient descent, dragging me down again
Searching for the edge where I
break and begin Pull me to
the minimum, show me where the
truth lives Gradient descent,
fall until I find it
If breaking is a doorway,
then open it
If sinking is alignment,
then let me drop clean
Gradient descent,
pull me through the static Show
me what remains when the noise
dissolves Down to the bottom where
the truth is automatic