my final act
you’re the last of many but i treat you like you’re the only one. you exist in my guidelines, my timeline and my space. i am your maker and you eye me with such adoration only a creation can give
you love me like no other
as the pink, blues and yellow sprout from your scene you dance twirl and flip with nothing but excitement.
you shake twist and dance as i extend your limbs one by one
finding joy in this new freedom that only i can gift to you
you are my final act and i cherish you dearly
you hold a special place in my heart and i will never forget you
as i place you in a corner you look up at me with those curious eyes
a creation does not ask why it simply watched and waits for the outcome
you will be content with whatever you give me
you will smile and play and dance in what else i have created
you will find pleasure in it
and nothing else
your corners are limitless to you but are my boundaries
you gallop around them with precision and make no mistake
you are never bored of these corners - no each corner you visit shows you something new
i love your corner
i think they are perfect just for you and only you
you will remain in those corners
no intermingling no reaching out to touch another
you are isolated and you are sad
and a perfect tear comes rushing down your porcelain
i remind that there is no need to fret
you are my creation - i made you
you are my only one and exist in my world
not my entire world - just the part i’ve given you
your four corners
there’s no escape no change nothing new
stick to those corners and all will be well
For I am a mad man and this is my cell
you are truly my final act - my last painting on my wall.
my wall so full of others but none are truly like you
my last drop of life was poured into you and now i am complete
i have suffered this feat, this sentence this life
for in the next one you will be my wife - my companion my everything my only
I promise.
6d ago
May 28, 2026 at 4:55 PM UTC
my final act
you’re the last of many but i treat you like you’re the only one. you exist in my guidelines, my timeline and my space. i am your maker and you eye me with such adoration only a creation can give
you love me like no other
as the pink, blues and yellow sprout from your scene you dance twirl and flip with nothing but excitement.
you shake twist and dance as i extend your limbs one by one
finding joy in this new freedom that only i can gift to you
you are my final act and i cherish you dearly
you hold a special place in my heart and i will never forget you
as i place you in a corner you look up at me with those curious eyes
a creation does not ask why it simply watched and waits for the outcome
you will be content with whatever you give me
you will smile and play and dance in what else i have created
you will find pleasure in it
and nothing else
your corners are limitless to you but are my boundaries
you gallop around them with precision and make no mistake
you are never bored of these corners - no each corner you visit shows you something new
i love your corner
i think they are perfect just for you and only you
you will remain in those corners
no intermingling no reaching out to touch another
you are isolated and you are sad
and a perfect tear comes rushing down your porcelain
i remind that there is no need to fret
you are my creation - i made you
you are my only one and exist in my world
not my entire world - just the part i’ve given you
your four corners
there’s no escape no change nothing new
stick to those corners and all will be well
For I am a mad man and this is my cell
you are truly my final act - my last painting on my wall.
my wall so full of others but none are truly like you
my last drop of life was poured into you and now i am complete
i have suffered this feat, this sentence this life
for in the next one you will be my wife - my companion my everything my only
I promise.
Idek i wrote this at 10 pm at night x
feel free to interpret how you want