let me just get in the car,
tank of gas will get me far
kentucky or kansas,
somewhere away from
all these damn feelings.
sing along with the radio
windows down, heat on
escape, damn escape
to a place where i can
drown myself in whiskey
maybe forget all these
fucking memories.



don’t bother to sew yourself shut,
just stand there, hold yourself open
let them see your beating heart
vulnerable doesn’t mean broken.

change the narrative of sorrow
as it turns out, happiness is something
that you can borrow.
you can share it.

like a candle and a flame,
your light doesn’t need to be extinguished
share it, no shame.
you’re beautiful even when you’re bleeding.