Cyberspace
Sitting, all alone in front of the computer. It is like a personal computer is my only friend now. It allows me to chat with strangers since they cannot see me and judge me. Thoughts, just thoughts I share with them as I am hoping to find a friend who will love me so much that not even the shadow of sadness, comes near me.
More often than not the strangers just leave, once they learn the truth about me. In real world nobody wants to be in love with a psycho. My chemical imbalance of bi-polar disorder sometimes just turns to be uncontrollable.
Then, I feel depressed and very sad because then I start to weep in my extreme loneliness. Cyberspace is the only space where I can possibly search for love, so some of my wounds can heal.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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