Social media sucks

Social media sucks

at my time, drains

my energy, and

generally makes me

frown unhappily.

Influencers invite

comparison, incite

my insecurities, while

to one perspective

incessantly filtering.

Social media companies suck

down my value, reduce me

to a product, and with a barcode

of ones and zeros,

cell me.

If information is power,

why do I keep giving mine

away, passively fostering

the indispensability

of its harvesting?

Social media sucks for me;

perhaps others

have more esteem,

but for me and my mental health,

deactivating is a necessity.

Except for maybe

cute animal videos.

It’s not you, it’s me,

obviously.

(The sun is setting.

There is no need

to end your day

that way.)

blinking ellipsis

all thought about

what they will

or won't say

and why,

is thought

spent

without

value,

for worry

about you

can only be

weighed upon

their reply…

Inward spiral

Disappointing people due to my own despair-

inducing, soul-sucking self-sabotage is such

the longest, loneliest fall into spiraling shame

that not even real repentance seems capable

of reaching to rescue with rehabilitating Grace.