My eyes roll slowly into my head
My limbs are heavy, I think I’m dead.
Or maybe I’m tired? Who would know?
It’s due tomorrow and there’s pages to go.
How will I last right up until dawn?
I’m distracted by memes, by goon, by yawns.
I’ve lost my sanity, my grades take a bow,
It’s gonna take a miracle to save me right now.
But then in an instant an angel appears,
It’s shaped like a mug and it brings me to tears.
It’s warm and it’s milky, my senses delight,
I’m a coffee crusader in the depths of the night.
Caught in the rush, my body is pinging,
Does anyone feel that urge to start singing?
My word count is climbing, keys getting hit
Dude I’m on fire, this is so f**cking lit!!!
I set about sleep, accomplished and proud,
But inside my mind the coffee screams loud.
“YOU CAN’T GO TO SLEEP, MY TIME IS NOT DONE…”
Looks like tomorrow will be an interesting one.
