Boredom

the Doorway to hell

even the smell

reside in one word alone.

to Frightened to leave

to Scared to sleep

to Smart to.....

the Door sits upon a word

the Solemn word

Lonely, Cold

full of Vibrant, Free and Fearful discoveries

the Feel of skin

the Taste of sin

hell resides upon one word:

BOREDOM

Author's Note

About teen sex, and my resistance to it.

Reviews

[Phoenix]

I like that you feel this way. So many fool themselves into thinking it's the right time, just because it sounds nice at that moment, but you're smarter than that :) But you kind of make it sound like you'll fall into the 9th level of hell if you do it; you might screw up your life, but maybe not quite like that.

[Tony]

This is a really good poem. It has good rhythm, and it is colorful and interesting.
Also, the author knowledgeable about his topic. It must be be hell trying to do what he is doing in the country he lives in.
Well done, This writing.