Exams

Sleep deprivation and anxious repetition, Doubt implantation and stress intoxication, Coffee-painted teeth and shaking fingers to the brim -- Throttled displeasure between her and him I don't trust myself with the door closed Don't depend on the music to make me composed I don't ask for help from the nightingale; My soul nor my heart are up for the Devil's sale Pen ink running low and late nights sold to paper, Heartbreak on top of food that's lost all of its flavor, Forgetting how to laugh and rejecting invitations, Planning for the end day when we can start the jubilations. Nine AM sharp, the clock hands making a rattle -- Flash cards and no breakfast: now into battle