d_demandasaurus

Headlines talk in fire, I answer in code, Public scars flash, private fractures erode. Time loads the chamber, truth stays untold, This year doesn’t end it starts to unfold.  JANUARY The news says a blade learned a famous address, walls failed, security blinked, blood answered the door. I learned quieter violence  emails shaped like exits, praise wrapped around traps, being asked to kneel by people who once learned how to stand from me. No sirens. Just the sound of self-respect grinding its teeth. FEBRUARY A voice on a screen ignites the country, everyone shouting about limits, decency, law. I watched my own limits rot politely. Dreams packed away like winter clothes, hands busy with dust, water, repetition I clipped myself before anyone else could aim. MARCH A nation wins again, history replayed on loop, gold held high where doubt can’t reach. I won something too then distrusted the silence that followed. Chose the lower ground, because at least it felt solid, even if it brui...