After a long day of work…

all you really need is rest.

Yet your thumb 

it scrolls.

Feed after feed,

post after post,

and your mind forgets how to rest.

Pause.

Breathe.

This happened, that happened.

This drama , that drama.

Sometimes you get hyped like fire,

sometimes you shrink like shadow.

And suddenly 

the world feels dangerous, loud, unstable.

So loud that you even fear

your own reflection in the mirror.

You stare.

And you ask 

Is that really me?

Who came home in my skin today?

Which stranger did I carry inside my chest,

wearing my name like a tag?

But listen 

you are still you.

Not the comments.

Not the likes.

Not the drama or the trending noise.

You are still you,

as long as your soul remembers your name.

Because out here 

hearts are for sale,

love comes discounted,

and the value of a smile

is measured in shares.

Scroll… scroll… scroll…

and the feed keeps feeding 

madness, joy, sadness, fear.

A whole menu of emotions

you didn’t even choose.

So ask yourself 

should strangers decide your mood for you?

Or will you slowly return

to your own voice,

your own breath,

your own natural rhythm?

Because peace isn’t found in the feed.

It’s found in the pause 

when you finally put the phone down,

look inward,

and just…

be.