As boredom takes hold
My mind is left to wander.
Memories fly free.
Emotions suffocate me.
Times ticks by slowly.
Days are are a lifetime to me.
I close my eyes tight.
I hold my breath for a while.
Sunlight fades away.
The night I find comforting.
I sing songs I know,
As to not feel all alone.
As boredom takes hold,
My mind wanders in the cold.
Leaving me empty,
Someone please, I beg, save me.
I sit here alone,
Yet no one truly can know.
The time passes by,
The hourglass has broken.
The night turns to day,
It all seems to stays the same.
I try and try, yet,
Never really knowing why.
About the Creator
Rue West
Hello, I'm Rue (Ruthless Mind). I have been writing poems and stories since high school. Something about sharing what is going through my mind became so peaceful, my personal zen zone.
Invitation to Renga With Me
Ladies and Gentlemen, I am returned. I am envisaging a grand entrance here, a footman perhaps, announcing my arrival, or a both doors flung wide attention grab. That I actually slipped in quietly with an itsy bitsy haiku seems far more in keeping with my actual style. Either way, I am back after an absence of a couple of weeks in which I dedicated myself fully to a family holiday. I could do no different, it has been a very full trip, and a wonderful trip for it. But though I read most of a novel, I took no time to read on Vocal, and no time to write either.
By Hannah Moore7 days ago in Writers
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