A Semi Quasi Pseudo Sonnet

Into this quiet realm oft do we tread this quiet place where nought is ever said. To wax and wain within the mindless air which fills the clogs and clicks we find in there. Why then we bump into that thing again. That thing we can’t describe which causes pain. We swear to never think of it again. But as before it always will come back, to bring this awful cyberspace attack. We pop a pill and soon the hurt is gone. It goes to who knows where , I do not care. I’m fine so long as it leaves me alone. The lesson here it can be said, don’t dwell ! Strange things emerge as thoughts inside your head