Boredom...

inspired by my own boredom.... i guess

How i sit,

With my mac,

On my Couch,

Watching the clock...

Tick...tick..tick..

Inch by inch it would move.

Time was frozen when you were bored.

It stood still like a statue.

While boredom eats at my soul,

I still sit and wait.

For i am bored to death...

But thought strikes,

as i write this piece,

i am free of boredom.

But eventually,

I am chained again,

within the tides of boredom,

that batter my brain... 

Author's Note

Oh how i wish i would never get bored...