A short poem.

Pondering deep thoughts in a world surrounded by illusion and deception,
A time and space for self-reflection.

Left with an aching body ravished by the passage of time,
Just looking to survive, no longer looking for the perfect rhyme.

Surrounded by constant noise, distraction and meaningless trite,
Just existing within a time period where there doesn’t appear to be any distinction between wrong or right.

Left with memories from the past which fill my mind,
Fighting the temptation of becoming spiritually blind.

Lifting off the digital chains which forever bind,
Escaping with my mind and navigating the astral plane within another space and time….