

Baggage!!!
Been carrying it over my shoulders for a while now
I know your wondering why I haven’t put it down yet
Do you know the feeling of falling back on a soft big pillow?
Then resting for a second, breathing in and out simultaneously?
Sigh of a relief, right?
That’s all I yearn for
To put my baggage down
Safe spaces!!!
Around me the story is different
Feels like falling back on thorns rather than pillows
So I have to keep on walking with my baggage
Hoping one day my narrative will change
Safe spaces!!!
Where I can be free and vulnerable
Without judgement
Where I can get the help I need
Without being told to overlook my feelings and emotions
Till then
I continue carrying it, my baggage