You sit there looking into the yonder
what could have been, what should have been
all thoughts lingering in your head
with the absence of life in your face
you begin to shuffle towards the window.
to complement your ever so growing loneliness
the sound of crickets in the near distance.
these wall are barriers of your life
these windows show where you want to be
that door - is your way out.
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