Fading Like Radio Signals

A cycle of poems «This Is How We Disappear»

"Can you hear me?... Is anyone out there?... Don't let me go..."

The static screams inside my head, a deafening, cruel sound.
This fragile thread is wearing thin, the ground is giving way, I'm crawling on the ground.

Fading like radio signals, a voice against the static roar!
A desperate cry, a final plea, begging you to hear me once more!
Every word a spark of light, swallowed by the endless night!
Fading like radio signals, losing this unequal fight!

I remember when your voice was clear, a signal strong and true.
A frequency that conquered fear, in everything we'd do.
Now it's breaking up with every word, a message lost in space.
The most agonizing sound I've heard is the silence taking your place.

The static screams inside my head, a deafening, cruel sound.
This fragile thread is wearing thin, the ground is giving way, I'm crawling on the ground.

Fading like radio signals, a voice against the static roar!
A desperate cry, a final plea, begging you to hear me once more!
Every word a spark of light, swallowed by the endless night!
Fading like radio signals, losing this unequal fight!

I'm screaming through the atmosphere, my vocal cords are raw and torn.
Just praying that your heart can hear, though you were stolen by the storm.
This transmission is my dying breath, my soul's electric, final spark.
I'll broadcast love past the edge of death, into the cold and endless dark.

Is anyone receiving?!
My soul is bleeding out!
Is there any believing?!
Or is this what doubt is all about?!
Don't let the frequency die!
Don't let the connection fray!
I will haunt this empty sky
Until my signal fades away!

Fading... out...
Just whispers now...
A ghost in the machine.

...Can you... hear me?...