A Wrong Turn. There is this moment in my will that I will soon call home. This home is a maze...a maze that I must solve and find my way out of. This maze...my maze has high walls. Walls I can not climb. With no shortcuts and only dead ends I must find a light. The light that leads to safety. The light that leads to peace, love, and happiness...but for every wrong turn and dead end I'm pushed harder. I must go longer. Soon I won't be able to to go on...soon I must stop fighting and realize there is no light... There is no way out for I have taken a wrong turn. My light died ages ago only to be relight at the proper time... But it will not for I have taken a wrong turn... Sooner or later I'm going to give up and stop because I have taken a wrong turn...but I can't stop now...I'm on the right path...for I have felt it...but I have taken a wrong turn... But if I keep fighting and don't give up I will relight my light that awaits me at the end of my tunnel...but if I do give up because I have taken a wrong turn I shall never see the light... For that would be the wrong turn. ~Zo