It can be easy in this modern era of social media and empty interaction to forget that we're all human and for the most part we're all looking for the same things. It's hard to tell where these big technological systems end and where we begin, we get so tangled up in the escapism and the toxic cycles of trying to get each other's attention online. At the end of the day, whether it's music, video games, movies, or anything else, we all have our worlds to escape into.
Analog
Casting this aching heart
To the back of my black lungs
Where the dark is there all day
And the devil's on my tongue
In this downtuned visual haze
This picturesque tracking error nightmare
The noise alone is enough to kill
Much less investigate
Down a trail of endless 2D horrors
Stretched pixels and distorted sprites
Blood-stained and gibbed across these waves
Covered in these fatal bites
Dig a little deeper dear
And we can get close to where we started
Against these menu screen skies
And these armor shard hues
Showered in this disrespect
A deep and abiding wave of self-sabotage
A bomb built of aged regret
Creating fusion with potential never met
It swims with synths into eardrums blown
Heart lost on a wave of saxophone
Riding headlong into oblivion
To live little more than half a life
Cast aside yet I blunder on
In thunder caught with mind undone
And fire like a memory gone
Leaving us to trace back steps
To hunt for ashes with the scent
Of so many defeats immaculate
To stave off the lingering descent
And rebuild a self-image shattered
As I sit to hit rewind
Broken bits now intertwine
To weave a single solemn thread
A web of lost love and regret
Such a melancholy burst of color
Sunburnt stars and violet rays
A shade beneath these shaking palms
Chasing the horizon of better days
This modern emptiness parades
On full display in shallow ways
With which we seek each damning praise
In hopes of flickering to life
But though I lose myself once more
Enveloped in this warm façade
This vacant color palette swap
A deeper vein remains to be explored
In flesh and blood and face blushed red
Flirtation and embarrassment
In letting walls like empires fall
And knowing my heart is analog
In eldritch horrors unpronounceable
Emotions I have squandered here
In each way that I have paid the price
And the final battle left to fight
For these strange eons that we face
Are nothing new to time and space
And though the conversion has begun
The digital world is still a human one
As I sit to hit rewind
Broken bits now intertwine
I let my walls like empires fall
And know my heart is analog
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