Ladies and Gentlemen
There is a storm ahead,
and the wind is against us.
Please try to stay calm.

The devil on my shoulder laughs.
I fasten my seatbelt. This is
Not my first encounter.

I catch a glimpse of
panic in your eyes.
The sweat dripping from your scalp
Searching for the quickest way out of this nightmare.

Yet you smile
Trying to comfort me once again, that
We're all good, babygirl.*
I always wonder if it's me
- Or you
That needs to be convinced.

I can't shake the thought of how you should be with another -
Someone who travels
Light.

But here we are;
Tickets ready
Clinging to our baggage
Carrying on
toward our
Destination.