Redline Static

Needle shaking near the mark, Lines go red inside the dark. Every warning light

says, "Wait." Every instinct says, "Too late." I've done the math, I've paid the cost.

Measured what I've gained and lost. There's no path left unexplored. That doesn't lead

beyond the floor. Hold it steady, don't exceed. That's what they say, not what I need.

I'm riding redline static. Signal tearing at the seams. They say,

"Slow down, stay automatic." But I'm done pretending clean. If I stay,

I'll burn in place. If I push... I leave a trace. I'm riding redline static.

Every favor calls it in. Every doubt crawls under skin. I can feel the