The Roads That Lead To Nowhere Poem by Linda Mary Rachel Haungs

The landscape became cloudy, the emotions frozen like an ice pond..
Once again this feeling of walking alone
Becomes my friend…
Avenues not clear while
I gaze out my window, still, wondering
Where and just exactly
What am I to do…
screaming inside for an answer as I do night after night, what
Will redeem this ugliness that has filled me..thick like
jam in a jelly jar....
I cry so hard at night, and wonder
Why? Have I reached an end, with
No beginnings in sight?
I sit still, and wait …and wait…and hold my
aching head...for an understanding to
all of this....