Boredom Is...

Boredom takes hold.
Slowly suffocating all
who come under his wing.

Boredom can kill.
It sneaks in, and
constricts those in his grasp.

Boredom is a picture.
Drawn absentmindedly,
it turns out better than normal.

Boredom can be held at bay
by the power of a book.
But when it's over, he's back
Boredom is always there.
Never dyeing,everlasting.
It never truly leaves you.





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Shade3043 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Sept. 24, 2013 at 9:31 pm
Nice poem! 4/5
 
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