Thoughts fragment before they form, Signals bend and lose their norm. Words dissolve mid-sentence line, Can’t complete what was mine. Static fills the space between, Every gap grows unforeseen. Neurons firing out of place, Mapping errors in my face. I recall but not the name, Faces flicker, not the same. Past and present overlap, Memory caught in a trap. Try to focus, slips away, Meaning shifts in every phrase. I can feel the loss begin— Something’s wrong within. Neural corruption in my head, Every thought misread. Lines connect the wrong way through, Nothing feels like true. Neural corruption, can’t repair, Broken signals everywhere. If I try to think it straight, It distorts and dissipates. Voices echo out of sync, I can hear them but can’t think. Logic splits and rearranges, Nothing stable, only changes. Simple words feel hard to hold, Meanings twist, then unfold. Even silence feels too loud, Like a glitch inside a cloud. Reflex moves before intent, Actions come without consent. Every answer feels delayed, Question marks begin to fade. If I’m losing what I knew, What remains of something true? If the mind begins to fall, Was it mine at all? If I trace the broken line, Will it lead me back in time? If I stop and let it break, Will a new thought generate? Neural corruption in my head, Every thought misread. Lines connect the wrong way through, Nothing feels like true. Neural corruption, can’t repair, Broken signals everywhere. If I try to think it straight, It distorts and dissipates. Silence spreads across my mind, No more patterns left to find. System running, thought erased— Empty signal, no trace.
