Literature
The Perfect World
Thousands, shouting, whispering
Together, congregating in tactful squads
Cherry blossom petals litter the fresh dew grass
Their Pink bodies capture the burnings suns light
The wind slowly mingles with my snow white hair
And the chiming of birds fill my ears
Water splashes the sandy diamond shore
And another awe inspiring day begins
The perfect world parts
A new realization starts
The screen glitches flashing white
And pixels begin to reform
Feeling of calm is replaced with frustration
It is just a game, nothing more
No real experience, no real sense
Just a time stealer
To escape to a world
That is anything but
Perfect