The Screen

[ɪɴꜰɪɴᴀ-ᴘʜᴏᴇɴɪx]

The pixels arrange to show the illusion of an endless community of social interaction, of long distance friendships and relationships. If only I knew at the time. If only I knew how alone I am.
Here, I realize the huge wall that separates us all, the screen’s plastic exterior, the pixels and the endless stream of signals and wavelengths.
Everybody is together, and alone. We’re all pretending like we’re together here, but we’re all sitting somewhere and reading pixels on a screen. You’re all so far away… So far…

Signals connect us, but we stay apart regardless of how much of us is broadcast. I wish I could really be there with you.
The waves of messages reach across the sky, measuring how far we are from each other. You’re not right here with me, no matter how much you try to tell me. You’re all the way over there, far from where I can hug you, to laugh with you, to… to talk with you.
All the way across the land, I wish I could be there with you. I wish you were here with me. Thy heart is pure, and you’re all alone while I’m lost in the signals and wires.
Reach across the sky and tell me I’m not alone. I’m alone without thy majesty.
Stay with me in The Screen.