Where Myth Becomes Memory

Out of season now Out of touch and overgrown The same again Remains unchanging It's now tearing through But don’t take this too far Moving forwards Countermeasures Following the arrow of time How easy it would be Moving infinitely Tied to the burden of legacy So is the key to stop resisting? How easy it would be Out of season now Out of touch and overgrown The same again But now impending What pieces will be left? What's carried? Meaning to be something more than this Present in body, resigned in mind A figurе worn down, portrait of decline I miss the thеatrics (I miss the thrill) One window of perspective, to push it through A portrait of decline (A figure worn down) Turning inward, taking flight Set in time Pour your heart into it

Submitted by SerpentEve — Feb 22, 2026

How could it get any better? Formed by anger, full of terror Favoured curiosity, wearing off so rapidly I didn't owe a single thing And there was nothing left to give Shadows in my vision bleed Out obscured and distracted Each step a mistake in trying to see past it In line with futile company We fought to protect it This was supposed to be different Not one to refuse and so far misused Raptured in ruins Immerse yourself, prepare for the fight The last twist of the knife Not one to refuse and so far misused Patterned abuse Immerse yourself, prepare for the fight And that's what keeps me up at night For those of us leaning into harm's way When nothing came easy Was this the grand performance To make a spectacle of me? For those of us leaning into harm's way With everything to lose Was this the grand conclusion? To sink with everything that's gone A tragic reveal Brought to my knees Not without fear, daring to be brave I wasn't asking for change I was asking for it to let me in Let me in Let me in

Submitted by SerpentEve — Feb 22, 2026

Acts of delay Always the way It came to me Blindly Patterns repeat Is it because I'm afraid? Stumbling blindly Afraid, stumbling blindly Is it because I'm afraid? Let it remain undone

Submitted by SerpentEve — Feb 22, 2026

The birthplace of creation To walk and not run through To remind myself I have failed So many times Tried my hand at redemption Just another symptom I have failed so many times But I'll come out from underneath to understand How important to identify A gentle lullaby For better or for worse To remind I have failed so many times The heaviness pushing us down The expanse out on either side And if we hide For long enough We might survive I will wait until then Try to look deeper To call louder, learning Not to surrender Learning how to lean into Making these marks forward In how to execute Without a limit, without force You're not the only one that can save us You're not the only one that can save us You're not the only (I hold it at arms length) One that can save us ('Cause that's where I feel safe) You're not the only (I hold it at arms length) One that can save us ('Cause that's where I feel safe) You're not the only (I hold it at arms length) One that can save us ('Cause that's where I feel safe) You're not the only (I hold it at arms length) One that can save us ('Cause that's where I feel safe)

Submitted by SerpentEve — Feb 22, 2026