A Turtle hatches as it makes it away  
Out of the sand. 
No one is there, they have all left.
Running to the sea to begin their lives. 

The turtle looks back at the empty nest. 
Should I stay? The turtle asks. Safe and secure. 
Or make my way to the shore? 

Will they be there waiting for me? 
Waiting in the water?
Or will they all be gone, and  
I will be alone again. 

Safe and secure for how long? 
Or go to the shore, 
Where uncertainty lies? 

Will be alone again. Floating endlessly in 
The sea of despair.