Hi friends! How are you doing today?
Here is my boredom experience.
I never knew how boredom looks like until that faithful day when she decided to create missing vacant upon my goodness, the boredom couldn't be filled. Boredom creeps upon me, like a stealthy foe within the night. My interests can be peaked then can go out like a light. Maybe with a bit of horror my boredom could be solved through some fright. Alas I know that to resolve my boredom I'll have to put up a fight.
To the boredom I say good day and try to be on my merry way. Boredom however has more to say upon this day in such a way that it molds me like wet gooey clay. Shaping and forming my mind for the evening, the boredom kicks in an my spirits start leaving. Once thriving and passionate, once creative and fair. Now because of my boredom I lack the very will to care. To care about feelings, hopes and dreams. Like most of my cares, they simply fall through the seams.
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Seams within my mind that bind me into one whole thing. A thing that has no will to continue with such a boring night. A flightless, hopeless, careless, and boredom filled night. So sleep tight, because as of now it's all I have to escape my boredom. Once I crawl into bed my mind is at ease, but when I wake up I need something that will please. Anything, anything at all.
Whether it be down or up the stairs, in between some spider hair, along a glowing beam, even along a narrow stream. A gray dull life is not one I desire, day by day I hope for something to light my fire. Boredom strikes when I least expect, I always wonder when it will hit next. I'm lucky when it leaves and pray that is does not return. However when it does return I yearn for something to do. I Look for a clue for something to do, just as you likely read this from boredom too.
This is the experience I went through when the only love I had decided to say goodbye on that faithful night even when all things were working smoothly. I tried all I could to make it work but her heart was stoled away. The depression came, I managed to conquer but boredom enslaved my night, from whence I came thinking I shall return to my boring spell into a classic of ending joy but all to no avail. I cried, I wept bitterly seeing myself in this poolside of boredom.
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