This QNOA is dark. I'm usually flippant and stuff but… you wanted some insight into me, and I've had some old self lurking lately. The theme is death, so trigger warning… that's a huge theme here. Be warned. And if you want to keep derpy silly dork me in your head as pristine, maybe skip this one.
TW: Death, Dying
I sit in maudlin silence
Doomed, if only in my mind
The weight of it all
Demanding my surrender
But, when I put my headphones on
The music brings me back to self
Me, grinning defiance as I sway
Remembering why I still fight
Resolve, pulsing with the beat
Bassline reverberating in my soul
Vocals, reminding me to love
And as the beat drops
My better self is restored.
I… don’t really know where this came from, I just… know it came from me. As meta as it might be, as strange as it seems, this… helped. I feel less out of alignment. I feel more ‘right’ after writing this, like I’ve regained a small piece of something vital. So… yeah.
“We like you for you” they say
Me, knowing they're wrong, but
Giving it one more chance
(Just one, I pretend)
Pandemic, they said This world, interrupted Mere weeks after we met Lockdown, across the globe
Thank you For making me remember That who I am isn’t defined By the slivers of time I sell you
But also
A gentle reminder That you, my most stupid adversary Will someday reap the poisoned crop Of the lies and hate you sow.
In 2nd in extraplanar space The tieflings they did dwell With visage mostly human Links to abyss or the hells