Ping-Pong, Ping-Pong, Ping,
I should be studying.
Ping-Pong-Ping,
But in this hour,
I am the happiest
I have ever been.

Ping-Pong, Ping-Pong, Ping,
I should have been studying.
Ping-Pong-Ping,
I did the best that I could,
For who I was,
At the time.

the time of suffication
the time of haste

the fast paste of everything around
then the Stop
the silence
the suffication
the nothingness until it crashes on you

the time of panic
the time of terror

boom. bang. pow.
the sounds resonating from my inner thoughts.
louder than any cannon and stronger than any wind,
is the storm that is brewing in my mind.

they say my mind will settle in a week.
i never found this to be true.

Sip, Sip, Sip,
I fill my myself with liquid coffee,
giving myself a caffeine cure,
hoping to patch the holes of my aching body.

Grip, Grip, Grip,
My hands grip the pencil tight,
trembling from constantly writing,
fingers sore to move anymore.

Chip, Chip, Chip,
I have no diet anymore,
eating anything and everything,
making me sick to the stomach.

Lip, Lip, Lip,
I chew my lip,
wanting yours to be on mine,
Giving my cold body warmth.

I feel like I'm in a constant cycle,
excitement replaced with a pyramid of stress.

Give me your presence,
and free me.

A semester of struggle,
Torture and fear,
The grades are in,
Their finally here.
Relationships on hold,
as we prance around,
try to salvage,
what we let down.
Kids will do anything,
just to pass the quota,
Except for me,
I just play Dota.

Oh sleep, oh sleep!
How I miss thee!
If only I had not taken you for granted.
I never feel as awake as when you are by my side, but when you're not close I fear I can't survive.
When we reunite, you take away all my blues, especially in that deep sleep filled with dreamy hues.
When will we meet again?
I surely look forward to it!

Twas the night before finals
And all through the dorms
Not a student was sleeping
Not even a nerd
Everyone sat with their books
And their coffee
Cramming until they
Thought they would burst

When 4AM struck
A sigh could be heard
As finally the students
Put down their heads
For at this point in time
Not a **** did they give
For an A or an F
It didn’t matter
Unemployment was inevitable
And sleep was a given.

In a hammock
On the eve of final exams
There is a scent of caffeine coursed bodies pacing
the distances of Starbucks and the library,
an unusual sight at eleven at night

There is peace
In the fraternity- I think begins with a Sigma-
running around playing a vicious thirty person game of tag
Yeah, I witnessed that wipeout and it was hilarious

There is heat condensed around the height of brains
Struggling to realize dreams that require
Busy work man! It's just like six hours of nonstop busy work
The guy on the bench behind me whined out cooling breath of brown leaves

There is energy in the fractal jungle above
The towering umbrellas of Palm trees which grant me the magic of hovering
I see through waving leaves Orion's Belt.
The light pollution overpowers his body but
he reminds me that there is more in the astral world

Ibis scour the ground
Some would read the tea leaves
that bravest of birds has crossed my path
And I will survive the tests that I allow to define possibilities in life

There is closure to my left
Two girls in a hammock, bodies combined like a turtle in a shell
Only they know what goes on inside,
and all I witness is the harmony that the trials that students go through that unites

I know I'm going to fail
But there's nothing I can do to prevail
The impending hoard of testing books
That will pain me with a simple look

The distance formula staring at me
The short stories taunting me
The velocity begging to be found
As I, ever so helplessly, look around
The room only to see the clock ticking
My time away from me  

My pencil has bite marks on it now
And my eraser is no longer on its brow
The lead is but a broken point
And my hand aches throughout its joint

But as the bell rings, indicating my freedom,  
I can't help but feel defeated
By the hoard of testing books
That pained me with just a simple look