Wasting, staring at the ceiling
Ever staring; never truly seeing.
Time, ever sliding, escaping.
Brain decaying, forever melting,
Onto the pillow top draining,
In hours spent unwaking.
In a computer-world, living
Never thriving, only existing.
Apr 20, 2012
Apr 20, 2012 at 11:50 AM UTC
Wasting, staring at the ceiling
Ever staring; never truly seeing.
Time, ever sliding, escaping.
Brain decaying, forever melting,
Onto the pillow top draining,
In hours spent unwaking.
In a computer-world, living
Never thriving, only existing.
Inspired by my addiction to the Internet, like so many of those making an appearance in my life.
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