Uninspired.

by Steven Beesley   Sep 4, 2005


Uninspired:

Uninspired by all events taking place
He sits alone in his solitary space
His face wrinkled up, pale and grim
Numb to all that is around

He stares but yet he does not see
A mind drawn far from reality
Senses all subdued and thin
Strength sapped from obscurity

Opinions in a home of no reality
Feelings that come from all neutrality
Mindless talk and promiscuity
People around lacking any kind of real personality

He bides his time in continual tedium
Lack of sleep, unnourished intellectual appetite
Sees the world with an extremely dim light
He feels so cold, his heart so dead from within

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  • 19 years ago

    by John (Mr. Whuppy)

    Steve
    That made the hairs stand up on the back of my neck

    Such a good use of words

    Simply Magic