A walking hollow, an empty shell, you begin this journey, an uncharted path to find yourself, amidst the rushing fear and doubt. Questioning, you ponder your sense of worth and fight to prove. Running from the swirling, the pressing, tumultuous tide, you seek the fight to find yourself. So run, fight if you must, but be sure of this one thing, after all is said and done, was solace found in your seclusion?
For it once was told to me, "Wherever you go,
there you are ". . .
there you are ". . .
~Nikki Caldon
02/2007
