Click Bait

I waste my time watching 

your click bait shit

there’s nothing in it 

other than ad revenue,

you like to demonise 

the drunk because 

you couldn’t 

handle your drink, 

you couldn’t embrace 

the escape 

because you need 

a dictionary to think,

all those that bask 

at the altar of dictation

don’t understand 

the altercation 

within words, 

it’s a beautiful fight,

a harbour light

in an ocean

of sunken torment,  

words 

circumvent

the unspoken

heal the broken,

just because you had

to drown your sins

doesn’t mean I have

to stay sober, you 

dislike alcohol and 

the stories it brings,

writing beautifully 

about your afflictions 

doesn’t indicate addiction

it’s an inherent need 

to disagree with yourself

to ‘call’ the hand 

we’ve been dealt

do I need to spell it out?

what are we if we are not

the ashes we become