Social Media

Facebook asking me to write something Asking God to leak inspiration from my veins Open the floodgates of Heaven and pour out my pain It pains me, that I am not living to my full potential Twitter telling me to tweet but the birds don’t chirp in darkness The dark past haunts day after day while night skies cloud tomorrow Tomorrow becomes yesterday because today never forget the past Never embraced the present and never walked into the future Instagram revealing the thousand words in each picture Every lie Every truth Every game Every moment that could break a heart and give a heart a break It breaks the silence and then you realize The social media mediated and meditated on what you would tell it today You confessed to the world what you didn’t confess to the one who created the world And the creator of the world waited with a pen and a piece of paper for you to ink rhymes But rhyme never caught time because it never matched the attached sentence in time And every day, all you see is broken traffic lights as you ask yourself Where am I going? But the pathway is never clear, until you see someone who has gone through it Some who got a perfect score on the Impossible Game, lost a life but respawned without a checkpoint Check and mate, point noted that the noteworthy character of the story died with three nails Three nails that made you too precious to give up And while you like, share and follow the world The world is a lost, cracked sphere Under the influenced, corrupted “what if’s” on a society with no direction The followers followed a leader who led the followers with leaders to follow nothing Nothing last forever, or so the leader said But the fairytale that was never told, told you that there was an everlasting end Lasting forever with a never end Heaven or Hell And Instagram can’t give you the thousands of words to pour into a notebook Twitter can’t tweet 140 characters that could ever chirp a confession Facebook can’t possibly like you, critique you or share you Nothing connecting you, without God’s relationship with you Pour out the veins and turn off the faucet of my heart Time is running out