I have no bloody goal because I don’t
know who I am / who or what I want
guilt has worn me well for too long but I need
time out from people who confuse and torment
maybe it’s some connection of being
that doesn’t require a brain I crave
This blog will document my journey in daily 50-word poems since taking myself off social media to refind a sense of direction in my life.
I have no bloody goal because I don’t
know who I am / who or what I want
guilt has worn me well for too long but I need
time out from people who confuse and torment
maybe it’s some connection of being
that doesn’t require a brain I crave
even WordPress is social media
so I snapped out but not before the
sweet sucked in of how many likes
before I go out likes when I
get in likes when I’m asleep
I’ll never be awake until I choose
a reality I can live without
this reflex to check
I couldn’t ignore a request to join
but it’s me I need to like
my soul I have to follow
with both hands in the earth
uncompelled to share this moment
with my team whose laughter
I’ve never heard
and without holding up a screen
so Buddy can’t see me
they live inside social media and I’ve cut them out
so I can refind myself and others now
music is more than a lifeline and
the anaesthesia of scrolling and liking
increases self-doubt
I can trust my gut then chase my heart
to a firm foundation of my own building