Keep Scrolling…

To escape I keep scrolling
Till my fingers tire
Till my brain develops apathy for the content carefully curated for me
Then sometimes I write
It’s unintelligible
Lacks structure
And honestly doesn’t seem worth much
Aside a release
But that’s fine I guess
Anything that stops my brain from short circuiting and shutting down
Or paralyzing with me indecision
Every nerve suspended
My body a marionette with its strings cut

Time ticking by
Life ticking by
Stuck in the same cycle