talking about how bored i am
Category: Writing and Poetry
Boredom. It comes in many forms. Boredom, its a trap. It makes you feel, like your sinking into an endless pit of quicksand. As you get deeper, you try to listen for the call, of hope. For this inevitable sinking feeling, to go away. As you feel it surround you, you suffocate in the endless sand. Boredom, as it surrounds me, it feels like a small box. Even if i escape that box, theres still an uno... » Continue Reading