Midnight Cypher

Pen in my fist, I scribble the abyss,

Thoughts twist, sharper than a serpent's hiss.

Mind's a maze, no escape, no bliss,

Spit fire so hot, the mic starts to crisp.

Stacks of dreams, tucked under the mattress,

Life's a movie, but I'm the main actress.

Concrete jungle, where shadows do practice,

Dodging snakes, they slither so tactless.

Midnight flows, where the moonlight glows,

Whispers of the streets, the truth it shows.

Rising from the cracks, where the wild grass grows,

Every word a bullet, let the whole world know.

Echoes in alleys, rhythm in my chest,

Beat's my compass, guiding through the mess.

City symphony, chaos never rests,

Yet my voice cuts through, sharper than the rest.

Ink bleeds black, secrets on the scroll,

World's heavy, but I carry the toll.

Pockets empty, but my soul's never sold,

Each rhyme a jewel, more precious than gold.

Midnight flows, where the moonlight glows,

Whispers of the streets, the truth it shows.

Rising from the cracks, where the wild grass grows,

Every word a bullet, let the whole world know.