The Things That Carry Me

~This is a poem inspired by Tim O'Brien's, "The Things They Carried," for English class. I hope you like it.~

Music booming out from behind,

From the speakers of the bag,

Which holds the things that I carry;

My favorite demons and dolls,

Trapped in the binding plastic,

Which holds the things that I carry;

Scribbles of old words,

Laid neatly on a line,

Which holds the things that I carry;

Music, movies, games, work,

All within the monitor,

Which holds the things that I carry;

Old and new loves,

Fighting away in my chest,

Which holds the things that I carry;

Truths and lies of my friends,

Swirl around through my mind,

Which holds the things that I carry;

Music a mere 17 grams,

Demons only 23,

Scribbles about 41 grams,

Love weighs in a hefty 89,

Friends 306 grams,

For they are the ones that carry me.