Social media poem

An acrostic poem about social media. Are you able to avoid it? (Feedback is appreciated).

Oh, the urges to get away are killing me.

Not considering other people’s opinions. 

Life is hell without followers and likes. 

I really need to avoid all this toxicity. 

Nothing will stop me to leave it. 

Everything else is not important to me. 

 A saviour or a murderer? 

Dreading, the torture of haters.

Days like this I wish to let it go.

 I need to take a break and get some sleep. 

Can’t remove my profile from the screen. 

This is burning my head and my brain is rotting away. 

 I need help! 

Oh, the misery of a life which is a lie on screen. 

No, I will stop.

Author's Note

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