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I Packed up My Life Today

I packed up my life today,
Zipped it in a duffle.
I'll miss this place,
These people, and memories--
--all the memories.
Tears are a part of our existence,
I know, so I'll bring them too,
But I tucked my smiles right beside.
Plastic bags are helpful.
They keep the scars contained,
From getting everything else messy.
I considered leaving the nightmares,
But if I keep them with me,
My life will always be a dream.
I've carried fear and anger before,
But they weigh the bag down,
Cause it to rip and spill me
All over the concrete.
Today, for the first time,
They will not join my journey.
I've "moved on" countless times,
And each time, my bag looks different.
I packed up my life today,
Zipped it in a duffle.
Tomorrow is an adventure.

~Alyson

Moving onto college on Thursday!
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  1. I love this poem - it makes you think!

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  2. I love your poetry, I hope you have a great time at college.

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  3. Beautiful. Good luck at college! It certainly is an adventure. :)

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