Anti-social media

Praying to modern day deities

of social media and TV

falling prey to their slavery

locked away in a prison without a key

is it heresy to say that you don't believe?

a blasphemy to want peace rather than mere pain relief

The anxiety, failing to be perfect in every way

yet, you only see the best or worst moments of anyone's day

comparing yourself to an image that is fiction

the moments in-between - lost to the rubbish bin of history’s omission

You put yourself in front of hundreds of people

to be judged as an equal, when inside you feel like a freak, as weak and feeble

the obsession with scrolling, to get the news of the day

the plates of food are out of the way, oh wait now the cats are on display

gets you all of the likes, posting videos of animals at play

and likes are gold dust, to those that need to be centre stage

We are obsessive with our socials, yet barely speak in public

an odd sense of belonging this online bubble, this antisocial republic

must check my feed, it's like a disease a constant need to ingest the news

like a drug addict, you get the shakes, without your phone screen fix - its a case of the blues

We are a world away from yesterday’s dreams

where we lock ourselves in front of hypnosis screens

until we can’t focus, and our mouths become dry

lose the power of speech, or the will to try

as we lock ourselves up in our prison with no walls

just a flickering screen to dull our screamed calls

The anxiety induced by a comment sent

can wreak havoc with the brain, did they understand what I meant

was it taken in the right tone?

could it have been misread in a hurtful sense

what does that emoji even show?

this tree of social anxiety has grown a new branch

not just the outside world that sprouts leaves

online the walls are crumbling in an anxiety avalanche

and we are being sown the seeds  

Thanks For Reading.

Peace & Love.

Kyle.

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