The daily food was tasteless,
It was edible and not a waste,
Then I stuck to fruits,
And it shook the juice inside me.
The vision was clear with an aid,
I never saw a place to land,
Everyone strolled hand in hand,
The crowd moved with a dread,
Without a final destination to end.
The words were all in the space,
Traveled out of place,
All the words were in my mind,
I lived in an echo chamber.
I cut the connection with the virtual world,
The persona faded like daylight,
All the connected night lives lit the eyes,
No one could spot the missing.
After all the accounts disappeared,
I was out of their memory,
And I fell in the dark forest,
No one found me missing,
I left without a trace.