I cried in chrome silence

Prayers masked by the grid.

Heartbeat sync no turning back.

Click-clack, midnight in the wires,

Glass soul walking through the fire.

No god in this zone, just code,

Breathing static on the overload.

Eyes red, no sleep in weeks,

Dreams float under bass techniques.

I’m not broken, just debugged,

Pain encrypted, softly drugged

Circuits buzz in the hush,

Truth in the digital rush.

I wear silence like chrome,

Cold but never alone.

I rise through the signal blaze,

Drums of thunder, synths amaze!

Falling sparks in my halo spin,

Even shattered light lets power in.

Voice like fire, wings from stone,

In the noise, I’ve found my own.

Lift me high on sound and scars

A symphony born behind steel bars.

Swipe right on my past mistakes,

Sold my soul for lower stakes.

Now I'm coded in rage and calm,

Smiling deadpan through the alarm.

Every kick drum clears my chest,

Every glitch becomes a test.

I bleed basslines, soft and slow,

But damn, I’ve learned to glow.

No saints here, only loops.

No gods, just truth.

My prayer’s a beat.

My pulse? Complete.

I rise through the signal blaze,

Drums of thunder, synths amaze!

Gravity breaks on every chord,

In this chaos, I’m restored.

With each echo, I transcend

My scars sing, my fears bend.

From static silence, I ignite

A digital halo in endless night.

Even shadows have rhythm.

Even silence sings.