Brumation

Nothing constant inside this animal Chaos has to apogee, it's draining me Nothing constant, so nothing is rational Nature is all degree and I am its subtlety Slow my breathing Slow my feeling Slow all of my functioning to conform Nothing stable outside this animal These disordered surroundings are draining me Nothing stable or truly adaptable Nature is all degree and I'm in its custody Slow my heart beating Slow my feeding Slow all of my functioning to obey Fluctuation mirrored in this animal Tumult in biology is overtaking me Withdrawal returns, so it must be natural Nature is all degree, I disavow all company Halt my wanting Cease all fighting Slow the beating of my heart, self injure Endure, self injure Endure, self injure Endure, self injure Endure, self injure Dead-I must be Buried in the leaves With my species Not knowing if I can ever return I did not feel the cold come until I became the cold I did not know that I had aged until I became old Time has a way of taking time away And now I've buried myself from the light of day I did not feel the cold come until I became the cold I did not know that I had aged until I became old And if I survive these depths to see the sun return It again becomes instinct to move towards the burn Time has a way of taking time away And now I've buried myself from the light of day In the darkness of this burrow, for some time, I will remain Slow my breathing Stunt my feeding Slow all of my functioning to endure Wild old animal succumbs to exogenous cues Wild old animal, domesticated through abuse What of poor hybernoculum selection? What if it leaves for too harsh of conditions? What if injured through a lack of protection? Will it live? Wild old animal responds with endogenous cues Wild old animal reemerges with a new bruise What of poor hybernoculum selection? What if it leaves for too harsh of conditions? What if injured through a lack of protection? Will it live? Enter with injury that seeks to be healed by the light Enter with injury that seeks to be healed by warmth Enter with injury that seeks to be healed by might Burrowed becomes buried with an injury Enter with injury that seeks to be healed by the light Enter with injury that seeks to be healed by warmth Enter with injury that seeks to be healed by might Burrowed becomes buried with an injury Enter with injury that seeks to be healed by the light Enter with injury that seeks to be healed by warmth Enter with injury that seeks to be healed by might Burrowed becomes buried with an injury Burrowed, buried Burrowed, buried Endure, self injure Endure, self injure Adjured, allured By nature pure Burrowed, buried Burrowed, buried Functioning returns when I reemerge If I reemerge-renewed energy Back to the surface, back from underneath Face the light of day-renewed energy Functioning returns when I reemerge If I reemerge-renewed energy Back to the surface, back from underneath Face the light of day-renewed energy Life took time away once again Endure, self injure Endure, self injure Functioning returns when I reemerge If I reemerge-renewed energy Back to the surface, back from underneath Face the light of day-renewed energy The depths, calming yet maddening Echo throughout me I stare without moving Dirt, filth, washes me Narrowing rays of light only serve to calm my pulsing heart Immured by physiology Secluded with hope, a will to be set free Entombed by winter's decree By the pulsing in my body that slowly depletes Life codes embedded in the deep Begging my system to emulate deep sleep To reemerge Immured by physiology Secluded with hope, a will to be set free Entombed by winter's decree By the pulsing in my body that slowly depletes Life codes embedded in the deep Begging my system to emulate deep sleep To reemerge To reemerge To reemerge

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

Brittle becomes my being Coldness takes my mind Frost over what I've been seeing Volunteer to go blind Refrain, sustain a nature that might not gain Suppress, transgress a surface afraid of less Nothing arcane, a body can not feign Interest in scorning the instinct that ordains Brittle becomes my being Coldness takes my mind Frost over what I've been seeing Volunteer to go blind Refrain, sustain a nature that might not gain Suppress, transgress a surface afraid of less Nothing arcane, a body can not feign Interest in scorning the instinct that ordains

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Hide, follow me Hybernoculum selection is key Can't burrow under a fluttering leaf Burrow underneath when darkness calls me Rebrand discomfort as surface safety Free, never free Creature once lucky when he chose a cave Darkness when waking left something to save Stumbled to comfort instead of a grave What leads to safety could create a slave Follow me Can't burrow under a fluttering leaf Can't burrow under a fluttering leaf Can't burrow under a fluttering leaf Can't burrow under a fluttering leaf

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Bright comes the morning Transforms the night Light with no warning Forms one to fight A creature awakens Being born for the bite No need for moods contrite New and old in nature's mold Burrowed and buried last summer's scurry A knife in the wound we call time Beneath the surface still lies all worry But also an expanse to climb Survived a winter, another, once more Awaken never in my prime Wounding something that also wields a knife Limits the expanse called life time Bright comes the morning Transforms the night Light with no warning Forms one to fight A creature awakens Being born for the bite No need for moods contrite New and old in nature's mold

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025