Abandoned

AmandWrites - Poetry & Stories

Young soul – abandoned

Childhood, never pardoned

Like a forgotten suitcase, left

Of parental love, bereft

Personally packed, carefully held

Thrown – onto the baggage belt

Traveled tens of thousands…

Tired

Time left to claim

Expired

The others – beautiful and cared for
Love-packed to their core

But the unopened lock – a token

Of unrequited love, truly

Heartbroken

Clothes never to be worn

For this suitcase, no one to mourn

Filled, like an overflowing bucket

Emptied, by those who struck it

Destined for the belt – a painful frown

The zipper breaks, condensation pours down

An unremorseful stop, no more spinning around

The sinkhole appears – no more ground

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