Exit
I’m already knee deep with no exit plan
Tryna take it off my shoulders
Put it in my hands
Toss it in the air
Won’t watch where
It will land
Hopefully the sand where my feet are
The quick sand that will swallow you whole
But only if you let it
I need a map!
I need help!
No, no, no I can do this myself!
The map is already there in my mind
Deep breathes, close my eyes, Count to 10
The “exit” is always within
- Conejita Maria + Ru