Fall Break and Finals

Ah, this time of year,

is crystal clear,

when textbooks flail and thud.

Between the jingle in the air,

and sleeping in chairs,

all we've learned is mud.

Still full from thanksgiving

we think we are living

but with brains so full who can tell?

One week 'til emancipation

but the dread realization

is 400 more pages and I can't spell.

With only 8 more tests,

and no times for rests,

this "fall break" breaks me in two.

They call it vacation

but it's exasperation

when all at once everything is due!

All I drink is coffee,

all I think is toffee,

yet I drool on my desk wide awake.

It's no big deal,

just a giant banana peel

when my whole life is at stake.

With one final breathe

before the plunge of death

I take a small economic nap.

but even after waking,

an extra four hours taking,

all my energy is still sapped.

Can there be,

no hope for me,

with all this information to pretend?

Tests and papers may be vital,

but isn't also survival?

Fall break and Finals will be my end.