The Path Long Lost Poem by Kate Lechoe

I lost my intended path,
Long before I could even restructure
Some chaos to make a defined idea,
The path that could have prevented scars
That I now must live with, for the rest of my life
The scars that remind me of the misery,
The giggles from those who laughed at me,
The blank stare from those who cared about me
And the hopelessness I once thought won’t end.

Some who were meant to lead me north, changed to south,
The ones I thought will stand by me showed their backs,
Others despised me and said I won’t rise again.
Some were thrilled and eagerly awaited to take my position.
There are those who talked endlessly about my fall,
Showing each proof they find.
These made me think I am doomed,
I was disillusioned.
I felt empty and worthless.

The time I felt like a walking corpse,
I realized that I still had a few people by my side.
They have always been with me in every situation.
Despair blinded me in that I could not see them.
I therefore saw the need to live,
The need to fight,
The need to pick up my broken pieces,
To regain what was rightfully mine.
I regained my vivacity,
My spirit to fight,
The power to block people’s dirty talk,
I felt the need to rise again.

With the love and support,
I regained what was mine.
The wicked were astonished with my new spirit,
Those who betrayed me were filled with disbelieve,
They retracted in their pointless ambitions.
But I stood firm with what I regained.
I promised myself that I will not let go,
Even if I lost other important things
And my responsibilities have increased.

I set my foot forward with a clear goal;
To fulfill my purpose and dreams,
Not wishing to look backward.
Nevertheless,
I often looked sideways,
To see if I could spot the path that I was meant to take,
But always in vain,
Thus, I kept on moving with the path I was in.

I always think maybe this is the path that was mine.
The path that I need to modify to suit me,
To tell the upcoming ones about it,
So that I can guide them correctly,
To choose their own paths wisely,
That is what I think.
Somebody might have taken my lost path,
Is it better than my current path?
May be not!