Tick tock, tick tock
I hear the second hand of the clock
As frustrating as writer’s block
I can’t seem to write a word
I gaze out the window, oh look a bird!
The deadline is near
I fill with fear
I have put this off for too long
I do this every time, it’s so wrong
So much distraction
I must take action.
I wish to rest my head
But there is no time for bed
I suddenly get an idea
Do I still have enough time? Oh dear.
I quickly begin to type and scrawl
Will I make it? I may bawl
A bead of sweat drips down my face
Against the clock, I race.
To my surprise
The sun begins to rise
It took all my might
But I finished by morning light
I submit and I sigh
Another assessment comes by
Left till the last day again
Why do I put myself through this pain?
My stomach begins to churn
I guess I’ll never learn
One is done, it’s over, it’s through
Now it is time for round two.
Words by Alisha Hendrick