"typeing" poems - Hello Poetry

Rubbing my bleary eyes Staring at my computer screen Scrolling down Scrolling back up (i couldnt remember what id just read) Sigh Breathe Type a few words So much to do Back to reading Scrolling down Scroling back up (i couldnt remember what id just read) So little time Type a few words Sigh Scrubbing my we epy eyes So tired Breaathe Cant finish Glaring at my computor screen Scrlling down Scrolling down Scrolling back up (cant remeber what id just read) Have to finishe Type a few sentances So close Back t oreading Scroling down Scrolling Typeing a more sentancess Almost So tired Kneading my sleapy eys theere Sigh Tpe the slat sentanc Andd Done.

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Sep 25, 2017

Sep 25, 2017 at 12:02 AM UTC

lady_grey1002

Hw at 1 in the morniing

Rubbing my bleary eyes Staring at my computer screen Scrolling down Scrolling back up (i couldnt remember what id just read) Sigh Breathe Type a few words So much to do Back to reading Scrolling down Scroling back up (i couldnt remember what id just read) So little time Type a few words Sigh Scrubbing my we epy eyes So tired Breaathe Cant finish Glaring at my computor screen Scrlling down Scrolling down Scrolling back up (cant remeber what id just read) Have to finishe Type a few sentances So close Back t oreading Scroling down Scrolling Typeing a more sentancess Almost So tired Kneading my sleapy eys theere Sigh Tpe the slat sentanc Andd Done.

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Today.. This sociol media site Your on right now It will shut down Then were will you be? Alone? Or will you know how to contiue with out email and facebook? Will you know how to walk over to someones house to get them or will you stay still in time? Will you freack out from lack of typeing or will you start running? This thing we call internet is just a allution covering all of todays problems. Its a way to avoid what needs to be looked at. For example your kids or your classes? Or mabye your family.

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Jan 6, 2015

Jan 6, 2015 at 12:28 AM UTC

emo-kittyxh

Untitled

Today.. This sociol media site Your on right now It will shut down Then were will you be? Alone? Or will you know how to contiue with out email and facebook? Will you know how to walk over to someones house to get them or will you stay still in time? Will you freack out from lack of typeing or will you start running? This thing we call internet is just a allution covering all of todays problems. Its a way to avoid what needs to be looked at. For example your kids or your classes? Or mabye your family.

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I look down, with my eyes closed, drag my feelings down with my eyes taking the pain in my leg the pain from my questions not getting answers You don't know if I have a soul, that big bundle of feelings most claim to have. That thing that gives them hope and life You don't know if what everyone says is true, weather they claim they have the biggest most glorious soul of hope and life- or if they say there soul has been drained, a hole drawn by knifes and cuts. I don't know if I have one, or if it's even my fingers typeing these words, or someone else's. Weather the spark of life has been cut by a sword of frost. You don't know if the "Meanest" person has good reasons or bad ones. Or if the "Nicest" is the cruelest, if the one that claims to never lie may be lying right now. And maybe you do know- but you would have to be more than a mind reader, you would have to be the reader of souls Tell me, dear reader, if you know for sure What Who Why and Where in my soul or Souless being?

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Dec 10, 2017

Dec 10, 2017 at 8:11 PM UTC

NovaBorn

My Soul

I look down, with my eyes closed, drag my feelings down with my eyes taking the pain in my leg the pain from my questions not getting answers You don't know if I have a soul, that big bundle of feelings most claim to have. That thing that gives them hope and life You don't know if what everyone says is true, weather they claim they have the biggest most glorious soul of hope and life- or if they say there soul has been drained, a hole drawn by knifes and cuts. I don't know if I have one, or if it's even my fingers typeing these words, or someone else's. Weather the spark of life has been cut by a sword of frost. You don't know if the "Meanest" person has good reasons or bad ones. Or if the "Nicest" is the cruelest, if the one that claims to never lie may be lying right now. And maybe you do know- but you would have to be more than a mind reader, you would have to be the reader of souls Tell me, dear reader, if you know for sure What Who Why and Where in my soul or Souless being?

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