Disconcerted minutes
That slowly tick by...
Disordered routines
That leave my shores tideless and dry...
Dreams and sleep habits
Turned into a jumble...
Inebriated from this town
Through each day I stumble...
Muddled sounds escape my lips
Assigning nervousness and boredom...
These same days that repeat themselves
The life to which I have succumb...
A town in which I feel alienated
Left behind and lost in steps so staggered...
A life I had and slowly outgrew
The remains of which have left me haggard...
Author notes
I think my mood is 'bored'... bored with the same routine, the same thing everyday, (with exception of the love of my life and a few best friends) I feel I've grown tired of the bubble I've trapped myself in to hold onto something I don't know if I want to grasp on anymore.
A contest entry
- How is your mood? Quicky by Meroza.
300 points, ended August 13, 2008, 15 entries
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Comments
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Aye, I really can relate myself in this one. Bored I am a lot. You've captured the feeling and mood quite well and who would guess boredom would be such a well written poem
Best of luck
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i know how you feel
as i try to do te same thing different everyday, it just might be that im insane, or i just love you
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"disordered routines". Well, that certainly strikes a chord with me. And I know that listless boredom too, a feeling of being lost and confused.
It's a very descriptive write.
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