I lived inside
my shell.
My only company was
my insecurities.
My insecurities would taunt me,
making it impossible
to walk out the door.
And then,
It happened.
There was a knock on my shell.
I didn't answer.
More knocking.
I turned away.
"Knock, knock"
This could not be real.
Then there was
warmth and
kindness and
friendship.
I stepped out of my shell and…
I could feel the change,
my empty shell became just that: empty.
I was no longer
alone.
I was
whole.