Boredom

Sat talking to the same four walls Discussing yesterdays topics today The same dreary attire Their lifeless eyes on me once more. Shifting my focus to the only window I think it’s ironic how the weather Sums up my whole life in one Dark grey blocking the summer sun. Even the cats look pretty much dead Offering not even the slightest twitch For my brain to pounce upon Whilst we are stuck united in boredom. I’ve come to the conclusion That I am merely a ghost Cursed to replay this scenario For a bloody eternity.