SWITCH//TRIAL

welcome, subject this room only speaks in outcomes.
four switches. two shocks. one exit.
choose with care
the walls remember everything.

You wake to wires on the concrete floor,
Red lights breathing behind the door.
Numbers drip from the ceiling grid,
Every secret you thought you hid.

Masks on the wall, all know your name,
Each one painted with part of your shame.
You say “I’m different, I don’t deserve this”
prove it to the circuit, prove it to the hiss.

Count your lies on a broken fuse,
Weigh your soul by the pain you choose.
Time is teeth and it likes the taste
choose a hurt that you won’t waste.

Flip the switch, face the trial time runs wild in the wires.
Flip the switch, hold your breath dance on the edge of death.
Count to three, count again fear’s your closest friend.
If you want your life back
show the room you’d bleed to mend.

decide, endure, evolve, exit.

Floor marks map out your former crimes,
Every footprint stamped in time.
Mirrors tilt with a static grin,
Showing versions you could’ve been.

Take the cord from the hanging light,
Tie your guilt to the nearest fright.
Trade your pride for a second chance
clockwork mercy loves a stance.

Weigh your breath like a stolen spark,
Measure truth by what stays in the dark.
Time forgives but it wants a fee
choose the pain that sets you free.

Flip the switch, face the trial—time runs wild in the wires.
Flip the switch, hold your breath—dance on the edge of death.
Count to three, count again—fear’s your closest friend.
If you want your life back—
show the room you’d break to mend.

Rule one: the room is fair.
Rule two: the pain is shared.
Rule three: leave as more than you were
or don’t leave at all.

Left hand mercy, right hand scars,
Which one buys you back your heart?
Glass-cold promise, iron will,
How much hurt until you’re still?

Are you ready?
Throw the switch.
What’s the cost?
More than this.
What remains?
Who I choose to fix.

Flip the switch, face the trial—time runs wild in the wires.
Flip the switch, hold your breath—dance on the edge of death.
Count to three, count again—fear’s your closest friend.
If you want your life back
prove you’re more than you’ve been.

Switch, trial,
switch, trial,
reset, revival.

learn.
leave.
last.