Words cannot comprehend the feelings inside of me.
Feelings of emptiness grappled with,
Comforted by my greatest hobby,
Lonely times passed,
With my battered laptop,
typing out crazy stories and poems,
Reflecting the world through
As seen by me
And read in the papers.
Solace so sweet,
Productivety that raised my soul,
And gave purpose to drift.
So fragile the world
When a Japanese computer
Laptop turned off.
Owner off to pick up loved one from the station.
Fifteen minutes of docility,
For the comp to wipe itself clean.
It is an empty shell now.
All photos and writings of Japan lost.
Hope left on fickle CDs
A hope that dwindles as the recovery disc corrupts
And the shell remains.
Fatal Error… Press Escape.
x> … I am lost without my writings.
x> … command or file name unrecognised.