Static Confession

Count to four, let the shadows depart,

You were whole from the very first start.

Main character energy in a quiet frame,

The world will remember the light in your name.

Tiguidou… the inner child heals,

Rewriting the story of how it all feels.

Substrate equation, the innocence stays,

Grounded and bright through the Montreal haze.

Tiguidou… the signal is clear,

You’re safe in the future,

there’s nothing to fear.

Velvet room corners and old comic books,

Misunderstood by the critical looks.

Fibromyalgia flare, but the spirit is strong,

You were the architect all along.

No cap, every tear that you dropped on the floor,

Was unlocking the lock on the main character door.

Look in the mirror,

see who we became— A little bit witchy,

unbroken by shame.

We kept all the magic,

we kept all the heart,

And turned every fracture to dynamic art.

Little hands…

Safe at last… Future is glowing…

System reset.

Tiguidou.