It's tomorrow. I'll either make it or I don't. The only good thing about all this is that tomorrow's a Friday.
To be frank, I feel defeated. Because I found out that the panel will have my semester transcripts with them on the table tomorrow. My mediocre marks on display. I shall be judged and I shan't have an answer for them. There is after all, no excuse for my lack of effort.
It's probably better this way, I'd probably break down if I only find out that they've my transcripts with them on the day itself, which is tomorrow. Egh. What was I expecting anyway? That I'd be able to razzle-dazzle my way through it? The reality of it, took a whole sleepless night to sink in.
But I'm prepared now.
One thing's for sure though, I'll step in with fire in my heart and I'll go out in flames if I have to. If I happen to crash and burn, then so be it.
Inferno
As if laying my neck for the guillotine,
I'll come with my chest cut open,
So you may see my burning heart,
And the passion I house within.
Let tomorrow be the day,
That I'll find solace from the Heavens,
So I may voice my ambitions,
My sky-high aspirations.
It is time like these that I'll shiver,
And tremble in appalling fear,
For an outcome that can undone,
All that I've become.
For tomorrow to come to a past,
There'll be wars of blood red clouds,
Raging the plains of my sleepless thoughts,
I'll seek you out, with my burning heart.
