bluesky hope u won't kill me for keep coming up with my own
version... 
staring at the screen, oblivious
to the darkness that descend upon me
that which is called boredom.
sitting in the same room, yet he is
in another world, as another being
fighting a battle that is not his.
that plug is luring me, pull me!
it says, rescue him back to earth! tempting
my inner devil.
i could see it, in my mind, the stoic being
springing up in action, screaming
his head off at me.
it is not good but desire for peace
that deters the evil wish.
time passes, the room remains
silent, with exception of the mouse
clicking.
