Survivor_protocol // corrupted_past.exe

booting…

⟦error⟧ “memory spike detected”

shaking hands… heartbeat loud…

“why did I have to learn survival like this?”

⟦static… crackle…⟧

system trembling…

pain files loaded…

“not again…

I grew up decoding danger in the dark,

reading footsteps like a radar chart.

love was a lie, twisted sharp as steel,

every touch a test I was forced to feel. ⟦glitch…⟧

They broke my trust, bent my core,

made me believe I deserved no more.

I lived in alarms, fear on repeat,

a life built on running from someone’s heat.

Don’t tell me “it made me stronger,”

I didn’t want pain to make me tougher, longer.

I’m tired of bleeding just to grow,

tired of lessons carved too low. ⟦critical_error…⟧

Lies stacked high like corrupted code,

manipulation in every load.

They said “love,” but love don’t crush,

love don’t twist you into dust.

I’m angry —

angry that I survived what others never should,

angry that I had to learn danger better than good. ⟦system overheating…⟧

Some nights I still shake,

those shadows don’t let go.

But I’m not that trapped version

they used to know.

I’m scared —

but fear can’t program me anymore.

I’m breaking through every locked door. ⟦recode.exe initiated…⟧

⟦glitch… stutter…⟧

“I shouldn’t be this — this good at being traumatic….”

⟦echo… echo…⟧

the words repeat inside my veins, automatic, static-split.

survivor_protocol.exe —

I’m running on pain and fire,

patched-up heart, rewired desire. ⟦stutter…grind…⟧

I didn’t choose the war,

but I’m here, alive —

my own empire. ⟦crackle…⟧

trauma echoes in my bones,

anger screams in silent tones,

but I rise —

harder, louder,

never owned. ⟦glitch flicker…⟧

They tried to erase me,

rewrite my mind,

leave me trembling,

left behind.

But I carry scars like warning signs,

not shame —

but proof of the lines

I crossed to get here… alive. ⟦signal crackling…⟧

I’m not healed —

but I’m here.

I’m not fearless —

but I’m clear.

They don’t get to write

my atmosphere.

// corrupted past…

// reconstructed core…

// fear detected —

// but strength is more…

anger hums —

fear shivers —

memory storms —

the system quivers. ⟦ping: resilience online…⟧

⟦echo glitch… split…⟧

survivor_protocol.exe —

born from hell, rebuilt in rage,

rewriting every stolen page.

I’m scared,

I’m angry,

I’m loud inside —

but I’m still here,

and I survived.

The darkness whispers,

but I don’t fold —

I rise again,

even when I’m cold. ⟦execute: rise_again… glitch…⟧

shutdown tremble…

heartbeat slow…

“it shouldn’t have been this hard.”

but I’m still here —

and that’s the part

they can’t control.

⟦system standby… survivor intact… echo…⟧