Third Ending Digital Sunrise
His world is in fast forward
But he keeps one finger balanced over pause
A lifetime in an instant
But he never seems to notice anymore
Years of Isolation
Loneliness he cannot understand
He holds on to his reason
But it’s slipping through his grip like grains of sand
Staring round a vacant room
Waiting for the night to end
Watching as the world wakes up
To a digital sunrise
His world is disconnected
Analysed with every move he makes
A mind being overloaded
Senseless static, asleep but wide awak
Filtered through his memories
Pieced together pictures from the past
And falling all around him
The silence shattering like glass
All his life spent waiting for the right time
(please wake up)
All his life spent waiting here alone
All his life spent searching for a reason
For all the times he waited for the light
