Sinking In Criticism

Sitting in my chair from where I
can roam the Internet on my Via
Dolorosa through the universe, as
long as I don't move, talk to friends
or live; typing anonymously

Looking for things to appreciate
cherishing friendship messages
before engulfed by the abyss, the
black hole in my head, I face the
dark alone

I take my dreams with me, shiny
thoughts until all vanish in my
mind’s black hole gravity, only
one holographic image remains
shining like Indra’s pearls

A fragment of his name, Dr Serfontein
recreates the universe when I shine my
laser mind upon the magic of his words
he remains when all else fails, the world
sinks beneath the waves

Dragged down by judgmental
words, sinking in the sea of
criticism, sentenced and
imprisoned here
for eternity...