College
I can taste you.
Almost feel your essence.
The literature calls
to me. The algebraic expressions
romance me in my dreams.
I crave the hidden
books inside your huge
library.
Sadly membership isn't so
easy to obtain. So I stared at
you from a far looking at you as if
you were something I could never
obtain. I got denied access
a year ago and I nearly lost my soul.
There were no odd jobs I could do or any
sob stories I could tell.
I got barred access.
For another semester I waited.
For another semester I
cried and felt unworthy.
Until one day I picked my head
up and wiped off the tears.
I realized that I do deserve this.
I put on my gloves
and I started to fight I won't
get denied not this time.
I've never been this willing
to fight to change my life before.
Sometimes you have to break
through the bars in front of
your dreams or you'll never
soar.
Copyright © Shahana Jackson | Year Posted 2008
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