Here is a peom I wrote about a Facebook post.

I vented anger and frustration on Facebook yesterday.
That's not the polished simulation social media demands I portray,
However I'm surprised only one person asked if I'm ok,
What if I was really not in a good way?
In need of some support but not brave enough to say!

Maybe I should have picked up the phone to a close friend,
But in that moment I perhaps didn't know who would be on the other end!
I feel amourless and more than going round the bend,
So it's hardly hard to fathom what that status did intend.

Well maybe I should have just posted more handstand pictures
Racked up the likes and comments for my brain chemical elixirs
But instead you got the honest truth with capital FUCK for proof
Just looking for some love because I've kind of gone aloof.

I didn't write this because im still mad, dipressed or weeping
I'm writing this because the blue light of my screen has stopped me sleeping.