Something Special
By Minh N
Published 22 September 2017
The computer lies there, still and lonely
No companions, it lays there lifeless and empty
Suddenly, hands come pressing rapidly all over its keys
The pain that it endures every single day
The pain lingered on and on, and gets worse every second.
A game is being opened, the computer is going to suffer,
The hands aren’t typing anymore,
They were slamming, banging each key,
Pain surges throughout the laptop, he cries as a fist pounds him each time.
At the end of the day, the laptop shuts down, and drifts off into an empty world
The day is over for both him and I
My laptop is special, it’s always there for me
All the time, everywhere, even when I don’t need him
He’s reliable, trustworthy, and knows everything that you have to ask
He’s like a friend, only he can’t talk or annoy me
My laptop is my all, my friend and my companion