filled with the endless buzz
of socialites, social sites
friends abound

and yet
when that connection
the gateway
the path to sweet validation

is severed
deleted
destroyed
mauled in ways unimaginable

it's like the death of a friend
a buddy
a sibling
a lover

something is lost
but it's temporary
yet in those moments just after
when the wound is still fresh

it's like god smited thee
condemning thou to the nth circle
the deepest pit of hell
tartarus

but in the cool clear light of dawn
when the day finally breaks
all is well and thine head is clear
for the connection can be repaired

renewed
reanimated
rebirthed
revived

into something of beauty
of grace
of joy
of life

and the cycle will always begin anew