Last Light in the Machine

I watched the world flicker green behind my eyes, Night after night at a terminal of lies. A whisper in the wires said my name like a key, Told me the cage was real and the lock was me. I chose the bitter dawn over sweet routine, Stepped through the mirror and learned what “real” can mean. The city peeled its skin—glass, rain, code, chrome— I saw the hidden script that called this place home. Heartbeat syncing with the thunder of the hives, Her hand in mine—one chance, one dive. If truth is a wound, then let it bleed clean— I’ll break for the ones still dreaming. I will fall so you can rise, Be the spark inside the machine. In the storm of endless eyes, I’m the line that breaks the screen. If the world is just a lie in elegant design, Let me burn through every line— Your last light in the machine. I learned to bend the air where bullets used to live, Leapt roofs built on fear and found my will to give. He wore the system’s face and called me by its claim, Tried to stamp my soul with a barcode name. Every copy that he spawned was a mirror of doubt, But doubt is just a wall you’re meant to run through, shout. Faith pulled me from the fall, purpose pulled me home, Love rewrote the code carved into my bones. I hear a heartbeat under miles of steel, A city praying for the right to feel. If choice comes first, then fate is downstream— I’ll break for the ones still dreaming. I will fall so you can rise, Be the spark inside the machine. In the storm of endless eyes, I’m the line that breaks the screen. If the world is just a lie in elegant design, Let me burn through every line. Wires and wounds—this is the cost of awake. I kept her close when the sky tried to break. Once I pulled her back from a vanishing breath, But love cannot bargain forever with death. So take me, multiply me, swallow me whole— Let the enemy flood through my soul. If peace requires an ending like mine, Then write it in rain, in light, in spine. Hush the engines. Hush the hive. Trade my pulse so you survive. Let the code consume the code, Let the overload explode. I will fall so you can rise, Be the spark inside the machine. When the copies flood the skies, I’m the virus for the vaccine. If this world is just a lie dressed in royal sheen, Let me tear the seams between— Your last light in the machine. When the rain looks up and the sky turns clear, Tell them I chose, and I chose without fear. If peace is a password, let my name be the key— Trinity, Zion—remember me.