What happened to us?

What is love today?

Click-click-click
the hollow sound from the keyboard
echoes through my head
electronic sounds
word printed on the screen
"FAKE"
I scream loud, a natural sound
but I don't stop
Click-click-click
my fingers hit the screen
sending fake words
love through a screen
sex with yourself.
Click-click-click
the clicking continues
as I try to walk away
you pop into my head
unreal love,
hardened words
cold voices
icy touch
What happened to us?

Author's Note

i just made this up while I wrote... dont know if you understand=]

Reviews

[Priscilla Sayers]

Not competely, but I got the essence of frustration in your words.
I hope you can expand, you leave me wanting to know more. What did happen?
The best form of writing to me is free flowing thought. Fresh hurt, fresh rage, raw emotion. Give me more. Don't think just write. You may surprise yourself. Show me a little love.... Where did you begin and again how did you end up here?
Nice work.

[MmeCorpse]

This, too, reminds me off my ex. Gee, I find a lot of these on here.

I love this. It's just the right length. Cold, short, and leaves you slightly unsatisfied, just like romance.

Favoring.

[Sarah Jane]

All i could think of is how true this is. Words can be so fake and people who think their real fall in an unreal love. I took "what happened to us?" as what happened to the whole world. I really like this one:)

[Maryum Mazhar]

Nice :)

This poem takes us deep into your mind!! :)

[Pratik]

My God! its so true!!! the many many fake things that we live with daily... the way our world is getting all virtual these days.. its all there in your poem... well done mate .. :)

[NA]

Interesting poem, leaves alot of room for interpretation.
I thought it was about porn, but then I thought no, and now I'm thinking it might be again. Cleverly written.