Unplugged

There is a cord
Hanging and tangled
Running the full length
till it wraps
the senses

there is a trap
binding and comforting
numbing the world
till it creates
those fences

there lies the ‘likes’
and there lies ‘dislikes’ too
lured by satisfaction
till it forms
the pretences

there lies the edge of the hole
inviting and scary
can’t stop the slide
till it
reaches the endless end

there lies the predator
it feeds you
till you feed on it
and invade
your defences

unplug the cord
pull away with all you got
peel away the mask
for that’s what you are
unplugged

Published by Echoes of the soul

I am a dreamer I weave tales in my mind I am connected to you through these words And through this screen across the virtual world

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