Nomophobia

I read this poem from internet (http://www.voicesofyouth.org/en/posts/nomophobia), I was surprised from post and I want to share with you. We are living in a smart world where people feel more naked without their phone than they do with any of their clothes.

Empty hands were stared by my eyes
Couldn’t get what was missing in my life.
Struggling I thought to wake from my bed.
But a vibrating sensation was buzzing in my head.
Somehow I decide to have to walk on the street
There I found people having a problem just like me.
‘Hey sup’ he asked me awkwardly
‘TTYL ‘ I replied with great difficulty
I got engrossed in my thoughts
I don’t know why I couldn’t talk
Gradually a small crowd started to form
They picked me and admitted me to a cell
Oh my god ! where are you taking me I screamed
Addiction treatment centre one of them said
You got a severe phone addiction the white coat man declared
Doctor can it cured? the other pal asked
It’s really severe so electric shock is what we got
He is an addict hang him to death
Suddenly a group of people started to yell.
Wake up wake up I heard my wife’s voice
Hush! It was just a nightmare I told myself twice.