As I pack my luggage
With posters, quotes of motivation
in my little black book of faith,
I tell myself I can.

Despite knowing that in no time
I embark on
Seclusion and loneliness-
On an ineffable ride of a Roller Coaster.

Taking my emotions for the longest ride
Through its loops, loops & loops
and it's ups and downs-
Making me sick. 

Sick with the thought of it being
Just only two weeks of a semester
With many more to complete,
Alone.

I fantasise daily, of when
life will stop controlling this and,
A day I could get out
And end this ride.