Grimefuse Rift

They keep asking where I’m going…

I stopped telling them.

Some destinations

aren’t meant to be searchable.

I came through the static with a spark in my teeth,

Whole world talking but they’re scared to speak.

I don’t need a crown,

I don’t kneel to a throne,

I built my own frequency,

now I live in the zone.

They want facts, I bring patterns,

They want proof, I bring chapters.

Every scar got a timestamp,

Every loss made the map better.

I see the glitch in the system,

I see the cracks in the glass,

Everybody chasing the future,

I’m wondering who let the past.

I don’t follow signs,

I decode ‘em, Don’t need luck when I load ‘em.

If the door says “KEEP OUT,” That’s probably where I’m supposed to

go.

No signal.

(shhh) No warning.

No permission.

Still moving.

I’m off the grid,

out the frame, You can know my face,

never know my name.

No signal, but I’m still online,

Lost in the dark with a head full of light.

I don’t need the world to understand,

I just need a pulse and a steady hand.

If the whole damn system goes offline,

I’ll build another one from the inside.

I learned silence has a language of its own,

You hear more when you stop needing to be known.

Everybody wants a seat at the table,

I walked past it and built something unstable.

Now the blueprint’s bleeding through the walls,

Every limit that they gave me got dissolved.

I don’t break rules just to make a scene,

I break the ones that were never meant for me.

Got a mind like a maze with no exit sign,

Every dead end just redirects the design.

You can call it obsession,

You can call it insane,

But genius and madness

share a very thin frame.

If I disappear, don’t look for me. (no-no)

I’m not lost.

I’m becoming.

If you hear a voice

inside the machine…

That’s not an error.

(beep-beep) That’s me.

I’m off the grid,

out the frame, You can know my face,

never know my name.

No signal, but I’m still online,

Lost in the dark with a head full of light.

I don’t need the world to understand,

I just need a pulse and a steady hand.

If the whole damn system goes offline,

I’ll build another one from the inside.

Connection terminated. Consciousness retained.

(hahaha) Try

again.