The headlines scream with crimson hue,
It’s pages drip with doom and fear,
My world unfolds as I unscroll,
Where the strong only can bear.

Eyes pressed to glass, craving the shock,
A thousand tragedies read, yet none our own,
In every click, a piece of soul –
is drawn to darkness we’re shown.

Numb the mind,
The cost in broken dreams,
Lost to chaos that they feed.

To be aware is to endure,
A spiral spinning,
where bad news sells to those sheep,
While empathy is sold just to help us sleep.