Memory Leak

I’m flatlined in the dark Glass engine on my chest Quiet little system that never rests Never resets Six-hour runtime, my Galaxy’s a brick load Weight in my hand on an endless windin’ road Thumb-tendons hum like overused springs Scrollin’ through a hallway full of dead-thread things Ceilin’ sits low World close to my face Writin’ a Basement Headline in this compressed place Frost on the window Pipes knock out a beat Draft lines wrap around my ankles and my feet Stairs go up like a ladder outta sleep But I stay with the radiator Hummin’ in the deep No comfort chair Just concrete, heat, and ache Body like burned wirin’ Waitin’ for the break Memory Leak, I’m lost in the algorithm Ghost thoughts crawl through a busted system Basement brain on a high-speed streak One-man server and the fan screams weak Flush that cache but it all floods back Signal keeps droppin’ on a glitch-loop track MTU hallways, hard lights, long echo Fourteen hundred badges in a slow-flow gecko Every ID tag like a barcode scroll Cheap chip number on an over-priced soul Spatial test day They saw shapes on a sheet I saw clean code floatin’ Locked on beat Cache Retrieval in my head on loop While they stared like I’d hacked their whole troop Top-of-class eyes, blown wide at my test Like I ripped constellations out her honors-kid chest She had the roadmap, hand-signed, safe plan I had Seeds in my Head and a broke-ass hand This place loves the household, locked-in team Leaves the Edge Case drownin’ in the upstream I read the odds early Saw the script run dry Now that stunned little look is the current in the line I ride by Memory Leak, I’m lost in the algorithm Ghost thoughts crawl through a busted system Clock-speed heart in a worn-out physique Basement pacin’ while the floors die asleep Flush that cache but it all floods back Signal keeps droppin’ on a glitch-loop track Three-week drift, whole script outta alignment Algorithmic fine-print, mind-bind confinement Twenty-one days in a red-line band Major, minor, nothin’ stayin’ in my hand Code foldin’ over, no key, no theme Whole Pydroid window like a fever-stream dream Every render: errors, serrated edges Shreddin’ every measure line Wreckin’ all the ledgers Screen light burnin’ Thin nerves on a wire Phone in my fist like a fistful of live fire Coffee breath, dry eyes, jaw locked tight Basement clock mockin’ every lost late night One small twitch, device nearly flown Thirty thousand lines at the brink of unknown Then, pin-drop click in the hallway gray Like a rusted hinge finally givin’ way Keygen seats clean, seams relax, lungs breathe Hit of fake heaven in a long-hell week reprieve Ain’t no finish in this script I teach Every breakdown flips to line-by-line speech Deep bleed speed Grief’s teeth in the beat I preach Memory Leak, I’m lost in the algorithm Ghost thoughts crawl through a busted system Basement life on a high-speed streak Still push code when my voice feels weak Flush that cache but it all floods back Signal keeps droppin’ on a glitch-loop track System hummin’, bad buzz in the bloodline Thoughts double-time Trouble climbin’ up the uptime Tight chest engine in a ten-by-ten box Night-press, light stress Tickin’ like a dead clock Then, soft drop Small paw on my sternum Splash steps light but his weight stops the churnin’ Whiskers on my jaw Low static on skin Like a stolen signal slowly pullin’ me in His purr flips current, furnace into airflow Low, slow thunder under all the rare code Fan-blade cadence on a steel-sheet wall Calm tone risin’ Quiet siren while the hard drives stall He ain’t checkin’ stats Ain’t countin’ the fee Just body-blockin’ Thought-clockin’, guard-doggin’ me Fur-line ground wire on a runaway flame Soft shock stoppin’ every sharp-spark shame Without that anchor in the off-hours hum This whole FretNova ship would crash Not come Basement-bare, blank-screen, total system numb Old echoes in the frame Bones built wrong Body like a junkyard car forced to run long Hip swapped early, metal in the shell Walkin’ like a bug patch taped on hell New labels for the storms slammin’ through my head Unmedicated nights, eyes wide in bed Rent due, joints sore Inbox full of dust Faith in the process fightin’ with the rust This flag feeds the porch light Lawn, and seed Lets the single rot in the basement need Friends my age drop off like wiped-out drives Ghost-name folders where there used to be lives I keep runnin’ this mile on a treadmill floor Still Upright Writin’ fixes so it cuts less than before Fan breath low Blue glass on my chest Cat on guard like a firewall at rest Basement lights buzz, night drains the week I ride this Memory Leak Chasin’ signals I can’t keep