The many pathways.

In the beginning I thought that my path lead me straight ahead

I would force my progress

And in doing so I harmed myself

Maybe others, for I could not see my surroundings 

A narrow focus 

A limited focus, my youth only granting me superficial understanding 

Paths wander and sometimes we are lost

In my newly gifted adult years

I became lost many times

And as many lost people do, I panicked 

I ran in circles, forced pathways

I was bloodied 

I destroyed parts of the forest to find a new path

Sometimes I stopped trying to find a way

Weeping, lost

Calling out for help

I wander and I find you

I found you

On this path

Both facing the same way

Our faces dirtied and scratched

We held each other's hands

Walking on the twisted pathway of life

We argue about the next turn sometimes

But we stick together

The path opens and dissolves

As we reach the end

The path opens and dissolves

We look back, I look back

There never was a path to follow 

It's all forest, thick and full

I walked each step as I needed to

And made a path inside myself