Boredom

Boredom is a strange thing.

There's so much to do,

yet I just can't find something

to occupy my thoughts.

It's a sign of depression.

A lack of interest in the

things that one usually

loves to do.

I guess that describes

the situation I'm in. I

could read, write or play games,

but nothing seems to appeal to me. 

Instead I sit here

wasting my time smoking,

pretending there's nothing wrong

with filling my lungs with cancer.

I know I'm depressed,

and I know I could get help,

but I see no hope for my

never ending boredom.

Reviews

[The Iron Horseman]

Ah, ennui, it takes the fun out of everything! Have you tried drinking to go with the smoking? :)
Nicely done, you really captured the mood.