Bored as fuck
What to do?
Always bored
I cannot help
Just sitting
Staring at the fucking ceiling
Above me
Or the floor underneath
Without you I'm always bored
Needing you
For company and other shit
For being here, thanks a lot
Restless and quick
Can't help going in circles
In the fucking room
Repeating words for words
In my head
My mind not letting me rest
Tiresome and dead
Is what I feel
Fucking every single day
Feelings and thoughts
Never letting me be
Not at all
Laying in bed
Music in my ears
Tryna sleep
Afraid of them nightmares repeat
- Mel Rose
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Poems by Mel
PuisiOnly poems: Love, thoughts, sadness, struggles, family, friendship, shit and eventually more feelings. Hope you like them ♥️
