let go (taymxru)

[Lyrics]

Each second bleeds in hollow air—
You’re gone. And nothing else is there.
Laughter stings like shattered glass,
The world moves on. I watch it pass.

Friends avert their eyes, pretend—
No messages. No thoughts to send.
They'd never know if I had died.
I'm left to rot, unloved, denied.


It burns—it claws—this thirst for you.
No solace comes. No path. No clue.
No one cares, and none remain.
Only silence. Only pain.
Stop this crying—drown me fast.
I only drink to make it last.


I'm not alive. I merely stay.
A breathing husk in slow decay.
This shell, it walks. It doesn’t weep—
But screams in every dreamless sleep.

They say, "She smiles from skies above."
But skies don’t think. And ghosts don’t love.
The mind decays, the soul is fraud—
No data left. No watching god.


I know too much to hope again.
Each thought is sterile, sharp, and plain.
No lie remains to veil the end—
There’s nothing left. Not even pretend.
Just entropy that softly grins,
As reason peels away my skin.


It burns—it claws—this thirst for you.
No solace comes. No path. No clue.
No one cares, and none remain.
Only silence. Only pain.
Stop this crying—drown me fast.
I only drink to make it last.


A meal alone. A crooked plate.
I taste the salt of grief and hate.
Whiskey glows, my only light—
A false reprieve. A fake respite.

I know it kills. I drink it still.
To speed the day I drop and spill.
Each breath a curse, each dawn a crime—
I count regrets, not passing time.


I cannot work. I cannot speak.
I rage at chairs. I claw the weak.
Since you were torn from warmth and breath,
I've only thought of joining death.

I wish I died that cursed night,
Instead of waking in this blight.
You were the only soul I knew—
And now, there's no one left. No you.


It burns—it claws—this thirst for you.
No solace comes. No path. No clue.
No one cares, and none remain.
Only silence. Only pain.
Stop this crying—drown me fast.
I only drink to make it last.


No rescue waits. No stars align.
There is no thread, no grand design.
They say, "Be strong." They say, "Be brave."
They never screamed beside her grave.

I want this life to break, to end.
Don’t ask me now to try or bend.
If mercy lives in any breath—
Then someone, kill me. Grant me death.

My Grief and Despair

Other

Desiderium quod urit

-Lyrics:

[Verse 1]  
I walk through streets where silence screams,  
A twisted hush of broken dreams.  
The flicker lights, they burn and fade—  
A city drowning in its shade.  

[Verse 2]  
The sky is cracked like fragile glass,  
A haunted echo from the past.  
Footsteps vanish into air—  
I chase a ghost that isn’t there.  

[Chorus]  
Oh, the shadows collapse and bend,  
Twist me 'til there's no amend.  
A roaring void eats up the truth—  
I feel the chill of a wasted youth.  

[Bridge]  
Ashes whisper through the night,  
Whisper lies, then take to flight.  
Winds are howling, cruel and cold,  
Spinning secrets left untold.  

[Verse 3]  
We build our towers out of stone,  
But every wall comes crashing down.  
The static hum fills every space—  
It masks the tears upon my face.  

[Final Chorus]  
Oh, the shadows collapse and bend,  
Twist me 'til there's no amend.  
A roaring void eats up the truth—  
I feel the chill of a wasted youth.


-Description:

A visceral punk anthem pulsing at 117 BPM in D Major. Gritty guitars, pounding drums, and raw, introspective lyrics form a sonic journey through a crumbling urban landscape. The track captures the desolate beauty of lost youth and the haunting echoes of a forgotten city—an honest portrayal of decay, darkness, and the rebel spirit rising from the ruins.


Light

Shadows Collapse

Contact the Artist

made this with the feelings of being angry and upset with the world and with others feeling like i was lost

Still Breathing

hate my life I wanna die slow
why u hate me ion even know u
bleedin out in my room alone
fucked up everything I wasnt suposed to
all I want is somebody to be close to
if u died is they someone that would hold u
I been fucked up
I been losing me
Ion got no freinds
got no family
aint no where to go
so I go to sleep
slit my wrists I wanna die hate bein me
cryin out but aint nobody hearing me
Im feelin u but u aint really feelin me
trapped in my mind I aint never see free
back in the er they tired of seeing me

trapped in my mind (prod.Ellisuko)

I Miss when You were Here - Instrumental

Even at your lowest, you still breathing ☁️🏠

pour mastered

pour mastered drippy version

The song "Urban Solitude" explores profound feelings of isolation and emotional desolation. The lyrics paint a picture of complete loneliness through imagery of darkness ("ain't no sunshine," "ain't seen no moon") and silence ("no sound in the nighttime").

Urban Solitude

The metaphors are powerful: silences are seen as "cheap tricks," doubts as "ghosts" that torment the other, and every attempt to get closer ends in "scratches" inflicted by distrust. The image of being "torn to pieces" illustrates the profound emotional damage caused, The chorus emphasizes the existence of "high walls" and a "frayed faith" in the other person, causing the speaker's truth to be lost in this "sad ballad." The repetition of "¡Dices que miento!" (You say I lie!) with the heartbreaking response of "¡Miento! ¡Miento!" (I lie! I lie!) intensifies the feeling of despair and the futility of trying to communicate.

You say I lie

I love to explore new technologies, discovering diverse music genres, writing lyrics and creating music.

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 Life is too short, so enjoy the music!

I make Christian songs from my Memories, Dreams or Commissions. I have Notebooks filled with my Dreams, so I'll be making a good amount of Music of all kinds :)
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All songs are released into the public domain. 
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I am a bacterium with mycolic acid on its surface.
I will damage your lungs.
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Multidimensional being, trapped in a physical realm experience.

I'm a boundary-pushing artist whose work fuses raw poetry, immersive soundscapes, and striking visual artistry into a singular creative vision. I independently crafts every facet of my art—vocals, composition, production, lyricism, and artwork—transforming deep personal introspection into electrifying sonic narratives. My music channels the raw energy of alternative/progressive rock, the haunting ambience of post-punk, and the ethereal depth of indie, with just enough metal edge to ignite catharsis.

Behind the artistry lies a journey marked by profound resilience. Three years ago, an unfortunate accident not only left me with partial vocal cord paralysis—making every performance a testament to endurance—but also robbed him of the ability to play the piano, my favorite creative outlet, forever. Refusing to be subdued by these setbacks, I reinvented my approach: I embraced digital techniques to rediscover my passion for music and, similarly, taught myself digital art. My Instagram is now a vibrant gallery of my new creative endeavors, where drawing and digital expression take center stage.

I aspired to see my personal poetry evolve into emotionally impactful anthems, and my self-crafted visuals extend the narrative of internal struggle and rebirth. Now, as I push my creative vision into new sonic territories, I'm seeking a lead female vocalist to join me on my next project—an invitation to explore fresh harmonies and deeper dimensions of storytelling.

Follow my journey on SoundCloud and Instagram
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to experience a world where every note, every brushstroke, and every digital creation is a testament to the transformative power of resilience and art.


I have a hypothesis regarding music, which is: matter in our universe is perpetually in motion; nothing remains completely still. It resembles an everlasting dance, influenced by the smallest forms of existence that define matter at a quantum level. Furthermore, the very fabric of space-time is composed of waves. Therefore, I can only speculate that our universe communicates with us through sound and music.


If math is the language of the universe, then music must be its poetry.

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