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.