the car is packed
route is planned
anxiety screaming
hotel is booked
and i sit impatient
waiting for the store
to open to grab the last
necessary item before
driving to arkansas
for a week of hell

it will not be bad
but i cannot convince
myself of this yet
the joys of having my
mind scream both sides
leaves me punchdrunk
as i try to navigate
the trials i create in
my own bitter madness

it didn’t help that
i dreamt of you last night
and feel every single one
of my failings today
five hours of highway
feels like forever when
each mile is farther from
anywhere close to happy