I don’t feel pleased
Or even desired,
There’s no passion
I am not inspired
I need excitement
The rush of adrenaline,
I am nothing more
Than a bored specimen.
As the world ticks
And steals my tocks,
I’m swimming in a sea
With a pocket of rocks.
This is my addiction
With veins of greed,
Give me an adventure
I need to feed.
K
via Bored specimen
The Darkest Fairytale 
maybe not an adventure, but definitely something different. Those first lines resonate.
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It’s always good to read your words!
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Reblogged this on Mihran-Kalaydjian Real Talk and commented:
Simply Stunning and beautiful….
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Pocket of rocks sdaid it all. Well done. It resonated.
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Thank you z
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Nice.
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I know the feeling here, life just dulls and you need the excitement.
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Exactly, thank you x
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Always… Go find your adventure x
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What a powerful poem and I think we have all been there at one time or another. Great!
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Thank you lovely x
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Nice words , but to me getting bored is a blessing and here’s why https://sunniesmybunnies.wordpress.com/2017/08/22/bored/
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