A poem for SewerSlvt/Cynthoni

PLEASE NOTE: I separate the art from the artist. and tbh the controversy about sewerslvt just makes me like the music more ╮(￣▽￣"")╭  anywho I hope you like the poem ^w^

Beneath neon veins that pulse with pain,

Where sirens sing in acid rain,
A ghost in wires, alone, refrains—
The city breathes through shattered panes.

Beats fall like ashes on concrete skin,
Each echo born of noise within.
She paints despair in violet hues,
A lullaby for broken views.

In tunnels where the lost reside,
She crafts her grief the world can’t hide.
Distorted drums, a tear-stained tide—
Euphoria and death collide.

No savior comes, no sun will bloom,
Just flickers in a data tomb.
Yet in this noise, there's something pure—
A solace only pain ensures.

So let the synths dissolve the day,
Let breakbeats wash the world away.
And in her chaos, find your peace—
In every drop, a sweet release.