The Homecoming of Trust: A Bitcoiner's Journey Away from Coinbase

I love Bitcoin—it gives me so much hope for the future. But let’s be real, managing private keys and self-custody can be stressful. I’ve had my share of frustrations with Coinbase and the whole crypto wild west. And honestly, it’s given me a new appreciation for the simplicity of just holding equity. This poem is about that journey

Let me open this clearly—
First and always, shout Bitcoin dearly,
I’m a Bitcoin Maxi, devoted sincerely,
So study Bitcoin—let wisdom steer thee.

Yet now I face self-custody—energetically taxing,
Private keys guarded, mental relaxing?
Not quite—paranoid dreams collapsing,
Check twice, thrice—hardware maxing.

So when I lean back, trust Coinbase for ease,
I’m thrown into scammer-infested seas,
A honeypot baiting—swarm of thieves,
Phishing, wishing I’d drop my keys.

Phishing whispers, ghosts pretend,
“Verify yourself,” can’t even transcend—
Failing my face scan—absurd, my friend,
Authenticity suspect—when will this end?

Bitcoin taught me trust’s dimension,
Equity gave me calm ascension,
MSTR flying, IBIT steady,
Rocket of faith, the bridge stands ready.

Thank you Schwab, Fidelity, Chase,
For holding trust with timeless grace,
Through ancient forms, new dreams take place,
Bitcoin breathes through equity’s face.

Equity calls—stability sane,
Boring becomes sacred terrain,
Trust reborn, clear and restrained,
Safety forged from wisdom gained.

Study Bitcoin—mind expand,
Choose your path—control your land,
If the burden’s heavy—understand,
Wisdom guides where you take a stand.

Trust is heavy. Trust is earned.
Trust breaks easily, yet returns.
When Bitcoin’s lessons deeply learned,
Peace reclaimed, freedom discerned.

For trust must be seen.
Trust must be cleaned.
Trust must be dreamed—

—and trusted again.