Exit

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

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