A Map to No Where

      A Map to No Where A map to nowhere needs no GPS The road is open for interpretation’ The road is clear, The car is full of gas I watch the horizon as time fly's by  unassured destinyI travel, I ride, Like a ghost in the windI travel to and fro I am Lady Abigail I stand and deliver my voice loud and clear The road to nowhere is full with good intentionsThe road to hell is paved with better ones, Time is suspended and life goes on Watch me as I drive aimlessly Like the toes of a ballerina the compass of my heart points us in the right direction I have no map or GPSThe road ahead is unclearRide with me, if you dare ~Abby~The thoughts and feels expressed are those of Abigail-Madison Chase as she sits in the Cancer Center.