Disconn Ect.

Static hum of souls, a cosmic choir,

Echoes in the void, a cold desire.

Pixels dance, a phantom masquerade,

Loneliness, a digital cascade.

A ghost in the machine, a flicker of mind,

Searching for warmth in a vacant design.

Neon hues paint a world of deceit,

Solitude's echo, a bitter retreat.

Tapestries woven of ones and of zeros,

A labyrinth of self, where hope slowly seeps.

Lost in the currents, a adrift vessel,

Yearning for contact, a celestial counsel.

A symphony of silence, a muted refrain,

Hearts beating in unison, yet worlds apart remain.

Cracks in the facade, a glimpse of the true,

Yearning for connection, a sky of cerulean blue.

Disconnected echoes, a haunting refrain,

Lost in the ether, a cosmic pain.

A digital wasteland, a barren expanse,

Searching for solace, a desperate chance.

A labyrinth of screens, a maze of the mind,

Searching for meaning, a purpose to find.

A ghost in the machine, a whisper of doubt,

In a world of connections, feeling shut out.

A digital mirage, a fleeting desire,

Yearning for warmth, a comforting fire.

Lost in the algorithm, a cog in the wheel,

A soul searching for purpose, a desperate appeal

A phantom embrace, a touch undefined,

In a world of isolation, a lost state of mind.

A hunger for human, a primal need,

In a world of connections, a barren seed.

A digital shadow, a haunting disguise,

Hiding the longing, behind veiled eyes.

A yearning for depth, a soulful connection,

In a world of superficiality, a deep reflection.

A whisper of hope, a flicker of light,

In the darkest corners, a guiding sight.

A search for belonging, a place to reside,

In a world of isolation, where hearts collide.