A beautiful thick chain , something warm and human, like old treasure we wear close to our chest , sitting on a body made of pixels and code.

But the system got in.
“HACKED” glowing across it.
Error messages, green text, access logs everywhere.
Still, at the bottom it says “ACCESS GRANTED” and that small note “Nobody could ever replace you.”

It’s like my feelings got hacked by this digital world, but they didn’t disappear.
They just mixed with the code.
Even when the system tries to take over, the heart is still there, still wearing its chain, still hoping to be loved.

This piece shows exactly what Bleeding Codes is about , we’re half human, half machine now , but the human part refuses to log off.