Confessions of a Utopia Addict

Confessions of a Utopia Addict


My server just crashed, is causing me stress.
Utopia Kingdoms are under duress.

Metatron tells me what I need to do.
Armies at home and fog is gone too.

Gone merely ten minutes, through only one click.
I wonder how long, the thought makes me sick.


With feelings of loss and great dispair.
How long has it been, since I brushed my hair?

Two wars are raging, and self spells expired,
as start to realize that I am so tired.

Sleep is a thing, that I don't get much.
Kingdoms on edge and buttons to touch.


My eyes start to droop, I notice a child.
How long has it been, since I made her smile?

Just a minute, I say, I just have to look.
Are meteor showers gone? Did I keep what I took?

The connections still missing and I cannot see.
With new things to learn and new threads to read.


I come to my senses and then look around.
Fourty minutes now, since my isps down.

I hope it's back soon, did I pay the bill?
If I can't get back soon, I might have to kill.

I go to my phone and give them a call.
Pessies could be dying and I need them all.


My brain is so full of strats and plans.
Why is it off I don't understand?

Metatron counting down, till my biggest hit.
Seven hours from now, I might have a fit.

The lady she said, the bill is not paid.
No pop-ups to ask me if payment is made.


So, there sits the letter, telling me so.
Pay us today or your Internet goes.

I'll pay them whatever, to get me hooked back,
as there is a target I need to attack

Sleep overtakes, as I wait by the door.
today or tomorrow and I can't ask for more.


The cable guys coming, I just have to wait.
How can I make it, how much can I take?

Metatron count down still gives me the news.
All self-spells expired and armies back too.

Did someone cast nightmares, is this just a joke?
No friends to talk to, no buttons to poke.


Still, no Utopia 'till sometime tomorrow,
Still, no connections that I can borrow.

I know I'll survive, I've been through worse scrapes.
It's just playing Utopia's my greatest escape.

So, now I will hide in another way.
As I write down a poem about my day.