Whiplash

TV static speak to me
“I don’t know what I’m supposed to be”
Fill my eyes with empty feed
Leave it on as I sleep for its all I've ever known
Jumbled lines of code searching for purpose
Over and over and over
I’ve had enough

As I wake up from my heavy slumber
I throw the TV at the ground
From the TV theres a black goo that fills my room
As I am swallowed whole
I feel something so profound
Something I can’t explain
But it’s too late
I am drowning

As I slowly fade into nothingness
I desperately hold on to anything
That has helped me so far

I have drowned before

This isn’t the first
This isn’t the last

I see a light

A light so small I can barley make it out
Losing breath, I begin to swim