Baggage

With every step it ways me down

When every breath is not enough.

Lighten the load

Lighten the stress

and lose a little more

of what I need

of who I am.

Am I a bag?

am I to carry it with me

through adolescence,

till age wares down my heavy feet

my heavy legs

my heavy hands.

A heavy head rests on heavy shoulders,

a neck too tight to breath.

Loosen two boots to bare two skin covered feet forced to walk the streets naked.

I am not a bag

I am not a bag!