A title-less work in progress.

[katie_the_rad]

 It's a non-edited piece of bile that helps me slightly.
The first part has chords, and I'll try to work
music in the rest of it.
But for now it is what it is.

Fasten seatbelt
close my eyes and
drive somewhere I'm unfamiliar 
[with]

Floor the pedal
weave through speeding 
cars and pray I 
make it out alive.

With reckless abandon
I'll run from these 
enclosing walls.
I'll run from you,
and the sound of my name.

The sound of my name,
so vile and the same.
Reminding me of all the 
strings that keep me.

Up the coast to a quaint cafe
with a sign reading
world's best pie.

I'll burn my tongue 
on Oregon's finest coffee.
The pinnacle of my 
pain so physical.
But then I'll

Close my eyes
and floor the pedal
Put my safely
up to fate.

And I'll forget.

The sound of my name....

_Katherine.