Boredom Becomes You
Boredom Becomes You
I am become boredom it overtakes me and smells like old water rotted from the stillness of purity never personified.
I am become boredom it overcomes me and calls like an echo of rock bottom that in its sweet sounds will kill me.
I am become boredom and name it fomo and reach for things neon lights and tastey treats and name them love to forget everything I am.
I am become boredom and though my infancy knows well her approaching black hole I reach, and choose the seat beside her I try, and touch her icy veins in a shake to meet all shake an embrace to end all embraces a love to end all life
I am becomee boredom together, that is how I know life in senses black and white together, that is how I know life in love hate wrong and right. in her company I come alive, the fact of eternity haunts me otherwise. and in her hands I am freedom’s face boredome becomes the brave.