Convalescence

The crumbled soul

Entangled in pretense

Virtual sentiments

Overpowering emotions

The resilient notions

Poisoned potions.

Feeds carrying identities

Where human touch

Goes bare

Empty existence

Of the frail reality

Fails to see sanity.

What have we done

To our pieces

Waiting to be solved?

Left them in infinity

Clinging on to hope

Virtual yet convincing

Frail yet deceiving

And we lose out

Blood scouring through

Every articulating limb.

Here do we give up.

Cyber temptations

It leaves you bare

Wake up and retouch

With what you possess

An earnest request

At your present undress.