When the Internet Died

⁛⁐⁛⁐⁛⁐«⁜»⁐⁛⁐⁛⁐⁛ I woke up, phone froze, screen said “no” Wi-Fi cried, then waved goodbye real slow I tapped, I slapped it, whispered “please” Router stared back like it hated me No memes to mean it, no feeds to feel My thumbs kept twitching out of habit zeal I swiped the air, I scrolled the wall Turns out nothing loads at all ⁛⁐⁛⁐⁛⁐«⁜»⁐⁛⁐⁛⁐⁛ No likes, no pings, no blinking blue No “seen at nine,” no “typing…” too I talked to myself, said “girl, behave” Then realized—I forgot how to wave ⁛⁐⁛⁐⁛⁐«⁜»⁐⁛⁐⁛⁐⁛ Click-clack brain went snap-snap slack When the net went dead and didn’t come back I laughed, I panicked, paced the floor Said “who am I if I’m offline for?” No chats, no tags, no trend to chase I made a joke and told it to space Tongue tied, mind fried, world went wide The day the internet straight up died ⁛⁐⁛⁐⁛⁐«⁜»⁐⁛⁐⁛⁐⁛ I tried to cook—no clips to guide Burnt my toast with misplaced pride I googled nothing, guessed instead Salt met sugar, tears were shed I spoke out loud like “hey hello” To actual humans, face to nose They blinked at me, I blinked back twice Forgot small talk ain’t optimized ⁛⁐⁛⁐⁛⁐«⁜»⁐⁛⁐⁛⁐⁛ No filters fixing tired eyes No captions crafting clever lies My thoughts came raw, uncut, unsaved Terrifying—but kinda brave ⁛⁐⁛⁐⁛⁐«⁜»⁐⁛⁐⁛⁐⁛ Click-clack brain went snap-snap slack When the net went dead and didn’t come back I paced in circles, rhymed with fear Said “is my inner voice this loud each year?” No loops, no doom, no endless scroll I met my mind, it stole control Fast thoughts, word knots, truth collided The day the internet straight up died ⁛⁐⁛⁐⁛⁐«⁜»⁐⁛⁐⁛⁐⁛ I stutter-stepped, clutter-thought, butter-brain fried Muttered “what’s real?” to the chair by my side No posts, no boasts, no ghosts online Just me and my thoughts doing laps in time I tripped on phrases, twisted lines Mixed up minutes, lost the signs Said “wait—was boredom always here?” Then laughed too hard at nothing, weird ⁛⁐⁛⁐⁛⁐«⁜»⁐⁛⁐⁛⁐⁛ Click-clack brain learned slow-slow facts Turns out silence doesn’t actually attack I breathed, I blinked, I stayed alive Didn’t disappear, didn’t de-archive No net, no thread, no feed to ride But jokes still worked and I still tried I smiled, survived, slightly fried The day the internet straight up died ⁛⁐⁛⁐⁛⁐«⁜»⁐⁛⁐⁛⁐⁛ If it comes back cool, I’ll wave hello But now I know what I didn’t know I’m still me—just less notified Since the day the internet died ⁛⁐⁛⁐⁛⁐«⁜»⁐⁛⁐⁛⁐⁛