No Trail Markers

I have wondered off the path,
Where am I , did I really walk that far?
All my life I was supposed to follow a path,
Go to school, Learn what adults teach you,
But as I walk through this trail...I find myself
Lost in all the obstacles. I jump through hurdles From the words that were taught to me, This
Was supposed to lead me to a good life, Yet
I am interrupted by hurtful words that others cause To me.

All these hurtful words cause me to pause,
To look around me and see if it is really worth it,
To keep moving on. Each hurtful rumor is like a patch
Of poison ivy... It will stay with you and cause you pain, And it itches inside of your brain to second guess yourself... Sometimes even your worth. But it will go away soon, you Just have to keep reminding yourself that you are worth it.

A lot of obstacles will be in my way no
Matter what path I choose... I just have to make
Sure I am prepared. Bring a flashlight when I feel
Those who cared have left me in the dark. Bring a knife
For all the lies and rumors to be cut off, along with the bad people. Ear buds and my favorite playlist to listen to as I Blaze through my own trail in life. Protein bars incase I lose Steam along the way. And a loyal friend, one who will always Be there to keep a close eye on you.

All is packed yet I still feel lost... No one ever taught me the
lesson about different roads. As I stand here in the fork,
I see no trail markers, I just have to decide for myself which is the better Path. No matter all the lessons that I have been taught...Somethings Are my decision for my future. Getting lost isn’t always bad, it
Was just time for me to find my way through the unmarked
Road. 

 

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