Relieved yet slightly distorted,
My stress is so unrouted,
My energy is slaughtered
I feel so tired, but loaded.
I want to write, Write endlessly
Till the time ends furiously
I will still be writing continuously,
My eyeballs in pain,
the cravings so insane,
I feel on a incline.
Soon the move to change my life
only I choose to release the beehive
through motivating drive,
To success I can arrive.
In the beauty of achievement I want to dive,
That is something that will keep me so alive,
Determining my future am I?
Im afraid to show my skill,
It is just so uncertain that I feel.
I am scared to fail,
I maintain just staying pale
That just brings me closer to the day
But then I say I will be okay,
That will just lead me more far away,
That is not the way.
To complete the education essay.
Categories:
unrouted, how i feel, poetry,
Form: Free verse