Lost

Staring outside her window,
she sighed.
These days, overwhelmed with works,
endless deadlines,
endless responsibilities that she can't run away from,
endless workloads that wasn't hers in the first place,
endless false promises that she has to endure with people around her,
making her exhausted not only physically but also mentally.

And finally, tonight she was able to sit down with her cup of coffee,
opening up her diary,
and started writing again.
Every time the train stopped at one station,
she anticipates for what to come
Every time she ran out of coffee,
she anticipates for who to come.
Every time it started to rain,
she anticipates for when it would stop.

And now, she felt empty.
Lost.
Doesn't know what her heart wants.
Doesn't know what to do with the free time given.
She just felt lost.
Tears rolled off without knowing why.
And with that,
she closed her diary,
looked up to the sky,
to find back her strength,
and her directions.

Jenny~