I'm bored.
Bored of sitting around.
Bored of being accompanied but still feeling alone.
Bored of being up but still feeling down.
Bored of being brave but still feeling scared.
Bored of being connected but still feeling divided.
Bored of moving without movement, talking without speaking, living without living.
So I'll just lie in wait,
Waiting for a light in the dark,
Waiting for order in this chaos,
Waiting for a way out of it all,
I guess that's life; so I'll have to get on.
I'm bored.
Nov 27, 2024
Nov 27, 2024 at 8:55 AM UTC
I'm bored.
Bored of sitting around.
Bored of being accompanied but still feeling alone.
Bored of being up but still feeling down.
Bored of being brave but still feeling scared.
Bored of being connected but still feeling divided.
Bored of moving without movement, talking without speaking, living without living.
So I'll just lie in wait,
Waiting for a light in the dark,
Waiting for order in this chaos,
Waiting for a way out of it all,
I guess that's life; so I'll have to get on.
I'm bored.
Another poem I wrote years ago
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