Time and place,
Blur without a trace,
As I find myself glued to my screen
Filled with this and that,
Drowning in posts from Instagram and Snapchat.
Getting in doses of this digital drug
Filled with codes and bugs
Lost in the deep sea of the internet
As I am trapped within it's web.

I grew up into this age,
Where every soul
Is sucked into this void space
In this world created by the human race.

Yet I remember the days
Where I got lost in another page.
The days where I never knew a web page.
The days where my addiction was physical
As I craved to see the stories unfold
Moulded into the rough printed paper
Of novels and books
Which had me up for hours on end
As I told myself "Just one more..."
Like an addict, unaware
And yet I look back
As I find myself on page 404.

Not a physical page,
Not a digital page,
But the section in between,
Simply page 404
A page for the unseen.