Loss of Self

I remember hands of flesh, soft and warm, Now they’re chrome and steel, lost to the norm. Eyes that once saw the world in shades of light, Replaced with lenses, now black and white. With every implant, I lost a piece, Of the person I was, now a distant peace. In the mirror, a stranger’s face, Losing myself in this metal embrace. Heart once beating with passion and fire, Now a machine, devoid of desire. Legs that ran through fields of green, Now cold metal, in a world unseen. With every implant, I lost a piece, Of the person I was, now a distant peace. In the mirror, a stranger’s face, Losing myself in this metal embrace. Lungs that breathed the morning air, Now mechanical, without a care. Skin that felt the summer’s heat, Now a shell, incomplete. With every implant, I lost a piece, Of the person I was, now a distant peace. In the mirror, a stranger’s face, Losing myself in this metal embrace. Voice that sang in youthful glee, Now echoes in robotic plea. A mind once free to dream and think, Now programmed, on the brink. With every implant, I lost a piece, Of the person I was, now a distant peace. In the mirror, a stranger’s face, Losing myself in this metal embrace. Now I stand, a blend of man and machine, Lost in this synthetic routine. Each upgrade, a step further from my core, Until I’m myself no more. With every implant, I lost a piece, Of the person I was, now a distant peace. In the mirror, a stranger’s face, Losing myself in this metal embrace. So here I am, a shadow of my past, A body transformed, a soul recast. Searching for the self I knew, In a world of steel, where I am new.