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Like The Addicts We Are


There is nothing on my phone

that’ll bring me joy


Nothing

that’ll make me feel fulfilled


Nothing

that’ll fill the void


Nothing

but the web of webs

and everyone's opinion about everything.


We are drug addicts

unknowingly drugged by social media

and now

we crave it

we need it

even though

it does nothing for us


We scroll and scroll

seeking something

something we don’t know

and something that we will never find

but still

we scroll and scroll

like the addicts we are.


-C.H.


 
 
 

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