sömnen

i am the poster boy of indifference and ennui.
i am the bored and uninspired.
lacking a purpose in life, uninterested in searching for one.
life gets boring when you've learned not to feel.

long gone is the boy who felt too much pain, and too much joy.
here lies an automaton whose only pleasure lies in his self destruction.
waiting, watching himself combust. an act of self-immolation really.
an unfortunate consequence of boredom.

emotionally dead. never have i been so aware of myself as a physical being.
since i can't hurt on the inside, watch me hurt myself on the outside.


pain is good. it reminds us that we're still alive.