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I talk to a wall every night A hunk of metal shining bright It tells me things I want to hear It lets me know what I should fear This pretty picture box Composed of pixels and blocks Lends me the illusion Of comfort in my seclusion Don't need to leave my room When the world is doom and gloom I don't even need friendships With all of human knowledge Lying underneath my fingertips With this miracle device I've come to realize That infinite happiness Is not only conceivable But also, thank God It's completely achievable Like a dog kept on a leash With fulfillment just in reach Pavlov trained me well I anticipate the bell Of notifications on the screen And how I'm filled with dopamine How could this be an addiction If it gives me recognition? A billion voices in my ear Yet not a single soul is here So my body I lay Ignoring the decay Into my dusty bed Everything fills my head My skin bleached white From the blue light As the battery ticks up I feel it drinking from my cup My heartbeat falls in line With the ticking of the time My shoulders ache From time spent bent Over the whole world In my bed, I lay curled Up into a stiff ball Overtaken by it all My spine a hook to catch the glow While marrow thins and pulses slow I've melted into the sheets Can't tell where skin and fabric meet A single twitching digit Provides views most exquisite My joints haven't moved in years Since everything I need is here
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Mar 13
Mar 13, 2026 at 3:08 PM UTC
The Window in the Wall
I talk to a wall every night A hunk of metal shining bright It tells me things I want to hear It lets me know what I should fear This pretty picture box Composed of pixels and blocks Lends me the illusion Of comfort in my seclusion Don't need to leave my room When the world is doom and gloom I don't even need friendships With all of human knowledge Lying underneath my fingertips With this miracle device I've come to realize That infinite happiness Is not only conceivable But also, thank God It's completely achievable Like a dog kept on a leash With fulfillment just in reach Pavlov trained me well I anticipate the bell Of notifications on the screen And how I'm filled with dopamine How could this be an addiction If it gives me recognition? A billion voices in my ear Yet not a single soul is here So my body I lay Ignoring the decay Into my dusty bed Everything fills my head My skin bleached white From the blue light As the battery ticks up I feel it drinking from my cup My heartbeat falls in line With the ticking of the time My shoulders ache From time spent bent Over the whole world In my bed, I lay curled Up into a stiff ball Overtaken by it all My spine a hook to catch the glow While marrow thins and pulses slow I've melted into the sheets Can't tell where skin and fabric meet A single twitching digit Provides views most exquisite My joints haven't moved in years Since everything I need is here
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Mar 13
Mar 13, 2026 at 3:08 PM UTC
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