Baggage

My life is baggage

I'm leaving my home

In suitcases of memories



I'm a stranger in the world

Wandering in the chaos of hate



I'll go again somewhere

Trying to forget the past

On the road to freedom

I'm finding my identity

Among people and things

Rushing nowhere



This journey never ends



I'm looking for the meaning

In a new life

Carrying the baggage



Poetry by Anna Banasiak
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Written on 2017-09-26 at 12:17

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You will know when it is time to drop the baggage and the world will start to open for you. Bon Voyage!
Ashe
2017-09-26


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Bravo, Sometimes baggage best left behind
go forward -, creating - new and better
memories!
Ken
2017-09-26