Bags

Courtesy of Toriya Walzer

See this one here, it’s full of things 

You packed it up this morning

And stuffed as much as you saw fit 

Grip the handle, lest you fly off it

The weight you bear, it drags you down

The more you gain, the more you drown

If you would learn to catch and release

If you would let the voices cease 

See this one here, it’s full of woes

And in the darkness monsters glow

You carry on but only just

Your sanity left in the dust 

You hold on tight just like a grudge 

With every day, your spirit smudged 

Of these things no, you cannot say

You’ll zip it for another day

The weight you bear, it’s all a lie 

Heavy on your shoulders and under eyes 

Do you have the will to pack it in?

Drop your bags and live from within? 

These possessions consume my mind

Feeding the pain, but it’s all mine 

Do I have the strength to leave them behind?

Without my baggage, who am I?