Outside the Window

The black bird.

Perched on a tree 24ft high.

Hop, step, jump

It goes. Then flies

High

High in the sky

Across the horizon

From the window of the library

Dense clouds travelling ever so slowly

As if saying hi and then bye

By and large my tears

On the brink of overflowing

Wait for the instruction

For the go ahead sign

When i give up hope

And can’t take it anymore

Studying is hard

I’m so tired of feeling

Sick and tired of

Feeling...

Feeling sad, empty

Not living the full worth of what I thought

Or expected life to be.

My expectation of a smooth journey

Has been marred with painful struggles

And here i wait, i fade into the distance

And I almost sink into the chair of self pity

As i wonder ‘when will it all be over?’

Over and over, the tears threaten to advance

Dancing on my eyelids...

Eventually, they drop onto the

Clear track that is my face

And I remain gazing out my window

Gazing out of this box that is my life.

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I wrote this a while back when I was studying for exams. The view outside was great and I just let my thoughts wander. I had had it with studying and it was all too much at the time but I made it and I passed the year! :-)

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