Pathogen

I've no desire for sunshine.

Of late my sleep's been crude. 

My weakened will thrives to endure

The lack of emails viewed.

Youtube has me kidnapped.

Though eyes burn still i scroll.

The aspects of a screen's blue light 

Can really take a toll.

Scarcity's hand feels empty.

My phone has filled the gap.

I doubt i'll leave the house to shop

As long as there's an app.

One look turned to compulsion.

I've wrestled to resist.

But an instant gratification

Grabbed me by the wrist.

He told me to subscribe.

He said to smash the like.

I've often wasted precious time

To heed my impulse spike.

The floor is getting filty.

My peace of mind's in doubt.

Perhaps one day i'll take to each

When the power grid goes out.

This thumb slide screen addiction.

Has hacked my dopomine.

To love a flush red fragrant rose

It must be on my screen.

.

I know an aesop's fable,

Especially its end.

'One man's pleasure's another man's pain'

What say you - my friend?

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I admit I am addicted to the internet. I am just glad I didn't have that technology as a kid. because I have great memories and truely lived.

[Relic's Bare Trees]

I'm glad I didn't have it to cowboy. I find myself walking away from the screens more and more these days. Thanks for the comment.