There was a chill in the room when I came to realize, I had answered my own question. For So long I performed on this false stage, and sung songs that did not exist. There is a life I am supposed to live or rather I could live, but have approached from the wrong angle. Now it seems I have tried swimming without water, needlessly flapping about creating waves in the dark that no one could see but me. I give it my best, but now I see I have been trying to move a mountain when all along I should have been practicing trying to lift rocks first. I wanted to run before I could walk and it is in these cliches that I have found my own true self, and more importantly I have finally heard your calls and found you.
The chill has now faded and I regain warmth. The room no longer holds great appeal to me. I crave more, yes, but I also crave knowledge, help, and understanding. What good is it to master the art of swimming when I do not fancy being in the water? Tonight I will embark on a journey to a place you already call home. Today I have grown and further I shall grow to overcome my pathetic fears and I will become the man I so desperately wish to be. Tonight, I will become myself… only better.
Tonight I will let the lights dim in the distance, as I allow myself to free my mind from existence. I will watch the candle flicker and dance. I will concentrate on the sound of your voice as you, solidarity, allow my senses to rejoice. I will feel your pain as it melts over the fire, as you allow my heart to dissolve desire. You breathe into me so I may feel the freedom in my soul. Solidarity, you make the emptiness inside become a whole.