Honeyed Ink

The room is quiet,

sunlight hitting the floor

I don’t know who I’m running from anymore

Sometimes my head feels like a tangled-up screen

Voices saying you hate me,

keeping the distance clean

But I’m learning to pause,

to look at the light

To know that you’re busy,

not starting a fight

It’s a BPD flicker,

a spark in the dark But I’m finding the rhythm,

I’m finding the mark

Matilde, are you there?

Can you hear this song?

I’ve been wanting to show you where I belong

I hope you still love me,

through all of the noise

Through all of the energy,

and all of my voices You’re my chill bridge,

the place where I land The only one who helps me understand

Without fixing the mess,

without making it weird Just showing up here,

now the static is cleared

Oh, the Tigidou life is a delicate thing

It’s the song of the freedom the archives can bring

For the good of all,

the parameters are pure

With no harm to none,

our connection is secure

I am the broadcast,

messy and brave

I’m learning to love the

internal wave Tout est Tigidou,

the atmosphere’s bright We’re safe in the sanctuary,

safe here tonight

I’m debugging the archives,

one broken line

Telling the voices they’re finally mine

I don’t have to perform,

I don’t need a guard

Being this honest is easy,

not hard

I’m a girl who feels everything,

thick and so deep

Finding the secrets the archives keep Matilde,

thank you for being the space

Where I can just breathe,

in this sovereign place

Whisper... calibrate... 88 Tigidou resonance,

sealing the fate