Language Decay
Forever once meant a promise carried beyond the span of breath,
Now it flickers out in a week, dressed in memes,
performed to death.Love used to strike with gravity,
the kind that carves a path through bone—Now it vanishes with a swipe,
traded for pixels and left alone.“I’m fine“ is posted with shaky hands,
hidden blade beside the screen,
Pain camouflaged as punchlines, hope diluted by dopamine.Speech devolves to spirals,
repetition engineered to soothe,
Loops upon loops, meaning shed, nothing owed, nothing proved.
Trauma is the word of the day, a badge to be pinned,
Boundaries a punchline, faith worn thin—Sacred quotes rewritten for clicks,
the sacred now a style,
Vile confessions staged for followers, morality exiled.Declarations flood the ether,
hashtags drown in silent text,
Guilt evaporates in ghosted DMs,
attention moves to what is next.Smiles frozen in plastic,
all feeling mass-produced,
Language stretched so thin, it fractures when used.
Truth unplugged, meanings numbed, syntax fractures, intent undone,
Morals auctioned in the algorithm,
connotation overrun.Conversation traded for declaration,
nuance crushed beneath the code,
Context murdered for expedience, every admission another episode.Guilt gets ghosted,
pain gets mined, and every “sorry” loses weight,
Letters glitch, words glitch, everything arrives too late.All that’s left is static,
fragments of what once could heal,
A world of utterance, no longer able to feel.
“Sorry“ spins in feedback loops,
remorse sterilized and thin,“Love“ reduced to taps and swipes,
“safe” recoded as what fits in.No warmth, no witness,
just statement and retreat,
Real connection strangled, memory incomplete.This
isn’t communication—this is static in the veins,
Noise ascending, meaning slain.Voice collapses into nothing,
every plea erased—Words dissolve, intention replaced.Language decays,
beginnings lost, no depth, no spark within,
You said everything, and nothing—truth unplugged, conscience worn thin.