As I walk,
I ponder on these times.
wondering what life,
is really all about.
As I walk,
with my packed bags,
and withered smile.
I think to myself,
maybe I should turn back.
But no,
I keep walking,
and as I walk.
I try to look forward,
to you.
Leaving this hell behind,
and headed toward,
all I’ve ever wanted.
~*~ Jill ~*~