there’s a reason why I travel alone.
there’s a ritual i’d like to do alone.
hotel accommodations don’t matter
that much for
I’m a cow girl as much.
To travel is to date myself;
To date the one I hid somewhere
To date that girl suppressed deeper
To date the woman I disowned since
To date the mother I became
To date the whore he made me
To date the forgotten child within me
To date the teen gal they hated
To date the girlfriend she tried to be
To date the man in her
To date the rebel beside her
To date the friend you rejected
To date the ‘me’ I neglected.
Whether she travels short or long
far and wide
happy or sad
lucky or just mad
She has her reasons why she travels alone.
She must fall in love with herself again to see the world anew.
Death within her is but lucid.