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Sitting here,

staring out the window,

at the concrete of this desolate highway.

Tears welling in my eyes.

But what for?

I’ve forgotten how to feel,

what to do,

or where to go.

Forgotten my sense of direction,

and purpose in life.

Wondering if there is even a point,

to me being alive.

Staring out the window

at the concrete of the desolate highway.



~*~ Jill ~*~