The day has you
The chores you have to do
The garden with its hues
The mundane and the twee
Unfolding in LED
Beamed into your room nightly
It has you
The night has you
The sofa and the bed
Between living and the dead
Flickering pixels in the night
And fear that never takes flight
The danger of doing it right
It has you
It has you
And I just look on
Hopeless and forlorn
Captured in its snare
Passively I just stare
Like a whisper nearly there
For I will never have you
I want you
For all you say your mine
A futile waste of time
For what hope can there be
For you to give yourself to me
When you refuse to be set free
I lose you