Musings Of A Non Muse

On and off, On and Off.
These lights that made her blink.

Spiraling thoughts of where to go,
Getting lost on paths she chose.

“Would I get there?” she asks herself,
Her mind starting to go blank.

Fixing her gaze up on the cloudy night sky,
Musing; “Ah, I hope it rains today.”

there’s nothing to see here.