Extra Baggage Poem by Sandra Santana Rivera

Extra Baggage



Why do beautiful things end only to leave you with things that have no use?

After everything is said and done, what am I supposed to do with so much love.

It flows from my heart and creeps into my bones and only to end in a big ache.

Why should I still believe in all the dreams I was dreaming if all are left without any meaning?

Who am I suppose to trust If all my friends in good times turned out to be really cold and unfriendly strangers?

I wish I could shake off all this love, but all I really need is a million years until it fades out.

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Sandra Santana Rivera

Sandra Santana Rivera

Rio Piedras, Puerto Rico
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