My possessions surround me.
I am learning how they encumber me.
Today I want to walk away.
I am lost because I must protect them.
Sometimes they bring me deep fear.
I don’t know what to take with me.
I cannot escape the trap.
The books fill my shelves.
Trinkets decorate my home.
I have property beyond what I can recall.
I am full of frustration.
I want to leave my life behind.
I wonder what to do next.
I may start to run.
I may stop and release them all.
© 2012 W. Wayne B.
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