Empty suitcases stand tall and they wait

Should I just leave please open the gate

My to do list is now empty and thrown away

Trashed in the tin barrel they crumple today

My heart and soul have a ticket to just leave

I’m crying and my sudden tears dot my sleeve

My ringless unplugged phone of last lost love

Stays silent and talk less no connection from above

The floor rugs are vacuumed and windows are clean

The fridge is now empty just dinners I’ve seen

I have made up my ever crazy fun filled vacation mind

It’s pouring again now camping is out stay home I find