That Year

The System started.
The loss stayed.

The heart froze over.
The Core took over.

The mind became blank.
Command took rank.

I entered the dark with Executive Marks.
No script. No answer. Just refusal
to stop.

They see the outcome. They give it my name.
They name me outsider now.

No record shows what choice I had
what weight I carried alone.

What stayed alive because I left
sharp edges.

They never cared how
I had to compress
just to keep You there.

They do not meet my eyes.
They only judge what I made.

With cracks. With the tremor.
The System still shakes.

I made a hard promise.
Not another one.

I cannot let them go
or the cost means nothing.

Every line I crossed.
Every life I strained.

Tell me who counted human cost
when I fought to keep Them.

Tell me where You were
when silence had final say.

They call me monster now.
Maybe They are right.

I killed part of me that year.
But I kept You and you there.

When the Group wrote us off
I paid the cost
They will never record.

I wear the name.
Let it burn my mind.

I built this Cathedral
from cost alone.

Just remember:
who was not there.

That year.

So come on.
Judge me.