End of the Year

there was a lot of death 

and unrest, 

both outside of school 

and inside my head. 

 

while legends died, almost 

so did I, 

hit by the last nine midterms 

followed by 4 damned finals. 

 

s-t-r-e-s-s was e-v-e-r-y-w-h-e-r-e.

the news said,

"the future will Trump your dreams" 

what dreams? it's been days since I slept on my bed. 

 

monthly bills are coming! 

don't forget, 

you have a meeting tomorrow! 

what time? oh man, I can't! 

 

i got this final at four, 

but the world,

it's ending as science knows it! 

why don't you care more? 

 

i'm trying to care! about this!

about that!

but i have no time even for myself!

i need to pass this class! 

 

christmas is coming and all my friends

have gone home.

i have one more essay to turn in

before i collapse into my own soul. 

 

"what gift do you want, kat?" they asked.

i said, "rest." 

finally, a month off.

i don't have to use my head. 

 

until the next year, everyone. i wish you

health and sleep.

thank god 2016 is over. now let's save our sanity

and do better in 2017.

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My country

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