Midnight Madness 

Midnight:


Senses are heightened


Sleep-deprived,


So here I am writing.


It's therapeutic,


Thought-ridding.


Flashing by as I view it


Like glimpses -


From a bullet train. 

Forgetting comes easy 


If I really put my mind to it.


Memorised important equations.


They're gone. Wait. Oh shit. 

My kaleidoscope brain, 


Has a mind of its own.


If only it could retain 


That which I'd surely known -


An hour or two ago. 

I see the first light


Creeping through the curtain 


I'm forcing my last open eye


To finally succumb to slumber. 

A/N: This poem is from my collection called "Ravings". 

I wrote it whilst suffering from insomnia during my exams. I had a Biochemistry exam the next day and I was panicking because I kept forgetting equations. Poetry has always been therapeutic for me and it calmed me down at that particularly panicky time. This poem probably has the most light-hearted tone out of all the poems in this collection