Staring at screens a blinking reminder

Staring at screens, a blinking reminder,

charges and fees feel like chains, growing blinder.

The service I chose now drains my thin bank,

a whisper of guilt, an expense gone rank.

As life rushes on, I lose track of the flow,

forgotten subscriptions, like weeds they just grow.

Each click on the screen a reminder of loss,

these small slips add weight, leave me counting the cost.