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.
Feb 20, 2011
Feb 20, 2011 at 2:28 AM UTC
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...
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