Electricity is in the air. Life without a care Or stress heaved upon your feet? One week. A blur of late nights, early mornings Moving, moving, rushing. Drinking, lots of drinking, Sleeping and overthinking, Excitings mixed with borings, Sweat and cider gushing. Meeting loads of people, Different lives and races, (Forgetting countless faces.) Continuous lack of sleep will Bring about more madness! Eyes and head are burning, Difficulties with learning. The blood inside is churning As you find it hard to learn again. Nostalgia brings about more sadness And body's close to death As you lie, trapped, with blood and pen, Out of breath.
My last entry to a poetry diary I kept of the first week of college...