There’s a rhythm in the floor
I don’t remember from before
Not a warning, not a sound
Just something turning underground

Walls don’t shake, the lights stay on
But something hums when night is gone
Like the city learned to hold
A breath it’s never meant to know

I stand still to feel it move
Trying not to prove it’s true
Some changes don’t arrive
They wait for us to look away

Beneath the gears, it’s pulling tight
Not breaking through, just out of sight
No alarms, no burning signs
Just pressure building over time

I don’t run, I don’t deny
I feel the strain where systems lie
If this begins, it doesn’t scream
It starts beneath the gears

I trace the cracks I cannot see
Where order bends reluctantly
Everything still wears its face
But something’s lost its proper place

No voice calls out, no signal flares
Just silence thickens in the air
Like every step I choose to take
Leaves something else awake

I’ve seen this calm pretend before
It always asks for more
Nothing here is falling yet
But nothing rests the way it should

Beneath the gears, it’s pulling tight
Not breaking through, just out of sight
No alarms, no burning signs
Just pressure building over time

I don’t run, I don’t deny
I feel the strain where systems lie
If this begins, it doesn’t scream
It starts beneath the gears

I won’t name it, I won’t chase
What hasn’t shown its face
Some threats don’t rise to meet the eye
They settle in and wait

Beneath the gears, the motion stays
Unseen, unheard, but not erased
No collapse, no grand display
Just balance slipping every day

If this ends, it won’t be fast
It won’t forgive what made it last
Nothing breaks the way it seems
It breaks beneath the gears