RedRavenPoems

Boredom takes a heavy toll

On my mind and indeed my soul.

Fills it with thoughts of the blackest hue

For the darkness these things indeed woo.

I sit here staring at the wall

Wondering why things are this way

Dreaming of wonders big and small.

Dashing away in my mind to play.

The shadows stir, they creep steadily forth

Making lighthearted thoughts fall quite short.

Twisting sharing brackish things.

Only torment do they ever bring.

For this they sing within my mind.

Filled with despair thoughts quite unkind.

I want to escape to a happier place.

But instead I feel my heart begin to race.