

Prompt / Lyrics
They said, “Let someone else soothe the sting.” So I did. Offered up the wound like worship, let hands trace pain like cartography mapping me by the places that still flinched. They called it healing. I called it distraction dressed as devotion. They sucked the poison out but their fangs sank deeper. Traded one ache for another, a softer venom that didn’t sting until it settled in my bones. And I let them. Let them whisper comfort until it sounded like scripture. Let them kiss me like redemption while digging graves in my softness. Sometimes, the cure wears the same face as the sickness. Sometimes, the antidote is just a prettier kind of poison. I wasn’t looking for love just a quiet place to bleed. But even silence has teeth, and I’ve learned not every mouth that says “stay” knows how. Now I carry phantoms who never meant to haunt me. And names I never speak still echo within my chest when I try to call myself whole.
Tags
Spoken, poetic, rap, emo rap
2:23
No
8/10/2025