Touching the cold screen, as if it was your body,

Emoticons and chat rooms bring shivers down my spine.

Your message - my salvation, but what is left to save?

Your words, honey on my tongue, balm on my soul

when we virtually kiss, the little nothings

become my universe.

And then, without a warning, when you pour venom

all over my world, bold statements

become pleadings.

To idolize a promise, my mind adores deceiving

this stupid heart of mine

so reckless and absurd!

Are you the same as yesterday, ‘cause I don’t know myself…

It’s yours the faceless voice, seducing me into blindness?

Ghostwriter of my life, the screen is mute and lifeless.

I was alone in this…the Devil is my lover…

And I’m a broken wretch.