Bored to Tears…

Does boredom bring on tears?

Not so much have I noticed it in the past years,

But this evening after working all day,

My tear ducts seem to want to have their say,

Wish I do that I still did drink, feel the need today for many beers…

Maybe just a quick hit, just enough to give me a buzz, easier to sleep,

Easier to forget the fact that someone hasn’t called,

Hasn’t written an email, has not even been online, sometimes I feel cheap,

I have no idea where this certain person may be, a picture all I have to keep…

Is that the reason for my boredom tonight?

Is it boredom or depression or just a lack of insight?

All this past weekend we were home, three days & nights,

Not even a hint this person is still alive,

Never even a visit, nor a phone call, nor letter did arrive…

Sorry to whine, hate to moan, I bitch about others doing same,

But here I am doing it to, as I am just as human as others do claim,

I could be dead; no one would know, not even the mate of my soul,

Who would this mate then have to blame?

Only she herself would have to bear this shame…

                        © ed ~ 10/12/04