Destination Unknown
She sits on an empty bench in a deserted station,
gripping her ticket, legs bouncing,
hair billowing,
burrowing into herself in hopes of feeling at ease.
A train arrives,
large yellow letters flashing,
Destination Unknown.
She sits on an empty bench in a deserted station,
gripping her ticket, legs bouncing,
hair billowing,
burrowing into herself in hopes of feeling at ease.
A train arrives,
large yellow letters flashing,
Destination Unknown.
Mum of one, writer & artist enthusiast. fluent in sarcasm. I use too many hashtags, emojis & gifs.