You Can Dance Naked Around the Ashes for All I Care

Overwhelmed.

Vision seared by a blinding light

Even my mind throbs

Racing in search of unanswerable questions

Will it ever end?

Hopefully soon the torrents of questions will

End their joy of mauling me

Like rabid wolves, teachers tear away at my flesh

My brain is picked clean

Everything is now lost – I fall

Despair.