cold steel veins, by me

in shadows' grasp, i yearn to be,

a creature cold, devoid of me,

to shed this skin, this fleshy shell,

and in my heart, the darkness swell.

a robot's heart, so void of pain,

no weeping soul, no tears like rain,

mechanical, i long to feel,

a world devoid of what is real.

in circuits cold, i'd find my home,

with wires, gears, and thoughts of chrome,

no beating heart to hold me back,

from pain and love, the endless track.

i'd trade this fragile, human grace,

for steel and silicon's cold embrace,

to be unfeeling, unafraid,

in a world where i am not betrayed.

no love to break, no trust to shatter,

just ones and zeros, a mind that doesn't matter,

a heart of code, a soul of steel,

a robot's life, that's what i feel.

but dreams like these, they cannot be,

for human bonds still tether me,

a prisoner in my own dark mind,

forever human, never blind.

so i'll keep longing for the day,

when i can cast my self away,

and in the darkness, i will rot,

yearning to be what i am not.