Beneath the veneer of invincibility
The cracks and fractures belie
Things that don’t go swimmingly
well, the faults and doubts arise
This plan of plans
Of great ambition and vision
Subjects the mind to duress,
The body to few-houred sleepless nights,
A Soul starved of connection
In its wake, leaving behind
Heartache and disappointment,
the essence of which
Tremor and quake with
Caffeinated heartbeats
and bloodshot eyes
Which, then gaze forward,
To the next Hour by hours,
and day by days,
To crack on to the next morrow.
For this path was freely chosen,
By this weary author
Who did consider and conclude
that, for the price weighed in tears,
And the faults well considered,
A claim has staked in my partial being
but not yet my entirety.
written on a bus ride on 22 march 2025 - after mle5002 Materials Characterisation mid term exam, feeling a bit low. As an afternote, i think i did alright with a B