Living as boredom’s prey From me it feasts away Age mopes into another hour Weariness torture and devour Pour the emptiness from my soul Everyday for living I pay this toll A fountain of life dwells within me Pouring out cries satiated in misery Settled in my cold corner of nil My mind torments me still Garroted by weariness Curious to why life is this Will you ever release the likes of I Shall you leave me bare when I die Permit me some sanity within my being Will you ever subside upon my seething
Reason for writing:
Life & loneliness.
Birth sign: Taurus
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