Bored Poem by Jim Meyerholtz

Nothing more, all there is to it.
eat breakfast, bite and chew it

Nothing more or less,
Turn on the tv set

My head is spinning I can't clear the fog
and the body is stuck in a bog.

It hurts so bad I want to shout
To end it myself, I can not

Fog or pain what a trade
No where to go, memories fade.

Time crawls, in bed I lie
what is so bad in wanting to die

Oh to only be in the grave,
No more the pain pill slave

And to the God above
I look at you and say, 'you call this love? '

You are a do as I say not as I do being,
that I am now seeing

Eaven things I asked in His name,
not yet seen (what a shame) .

No control in my life
only push and shove for me and my wife

the ones that are to help me
When I need them thay flee

im in hole and cant get free
yet no one wants to bury me

i go nowere only my chair
sad thing no one cares

just so I dont want anything
just take the pain