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Baggage Included

This poem describes that feeling when you are slowly transitioning to adulthood with all its baggage and missing your youthful days of being happy. You get into relationships, you realize you have roles to fulfill. It gets exhausting.

 

I miss sleeping next to my mother

I wish this sinking feeling could stop

But isn’t that what adulthood is like?

Never ending emptiness just to wake up

And relive it all over again?

 

I miss the days when I was juvenile, a little girl running

With friends at her side

I miss those Sunday evenings with dad

Eating nuggets and coconut ice-cream

While watching the birds sway by

 

I miss those days when I knew nothing about love,

The heart break and disappointment it brings.

 

I miss the days when I didn’t have to worry about responsibilities tying me down

But you really tied me down

And I have myself to blame

For swallowing up your words

Like venom in a bottle

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Paola Fernandez
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Aspiring Cuban-American writer who lives under palm trees and loves coffee. You can contact Paola at paolafernandez42@yahoo.com.

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