Midnight Battles

Eirlysss

how the bitter coffee went down under my throat,

The memories of persevering to chase the deadlines,

the memoir of studying for an upcoming recitation, 

the crumpled notes with an almost unreadable scribbles,

and the pictures witnessed by the four walls of my room,

will forever be locked inside my journal. 

With a hope that tomorrow will be better,

with lesser workloads and more air to breathe,

and with a subtle relaxation to experience.

We broke down, questioning our own worth.

We cried behind our pillows, venting the hidden frustrations.

We wonder whether we have a bright future because of our dark present.

And we entertained the idea of just giving up.

we moved forward towards the future we aspire.

With calluses and paper cuts, we continue to dream and hope.

With a knocking headache and back pain, we ventured the unknown road.

With tear-stained face and wet sleeves, we smiled our brightest.

As the glaring heat of the sun covers the world,

We welcomed another day, another blessing, and another chance.

As the sun slowly emerged from the horizon,

We waved hello for this is another step closer towards our brightest future.

We'll be cheering while holding that piece of paper,

We'll be wearing the crown of our hard work,

Somewhere in the future, we'll be smiling while looking at our year books, 

laughing as we reminisce this moment of our lives where we fought our midnight battles.