The day and night alone with only my voice
No tunes, no tube, no bandwidth
Except the bandwidth of infinity
The tube of my consciousness
And the tune of what I want my reality to be
Unplugging is such an unfamiliar feeling
I can’t help the awe and fear I feel for the lack of understanding my brave world
The world I somehow left behind to pursue a degree or something that was only
Describable via the years it took to transcribe it.
I feel relief and the clamour of my soul to rid myself of the
Evils I brought upon myself
Plugging in is an illusion
Reality sets itself as real!
Everything online is a scandal and another path to self remorse.
I will not feel angry and disconnected anymore

The Internet is not my slave.
I am not its master.