The Chosen Road

                                  

Sitting on the couch one silent night, my mind began a stroll

It rambled down the memory lanes where past had played a role

I recalled the years that had flown past by, memories a dozen a dime

And silently wondered if I cared or dared to step back again in time.

There were times that I but sincerely wished I’d put up a better show

Been a little less foolish, a little less naïve and had allowed things to go with the flow

Embarrassing moments that made me cringe and the memories flushed my cheeks

Mistakes that I dearly spent repenting, each moment, for several weeks.

The horrors of the mocking that I had faced, for certain paths I chose

The paths that had led to stations where, my life had touched all-time lows

Decisions in life that I had made which, I then was so sure, were right

Life had so courteously answered back, with a slap that just shook me outright

I had trodden on paths with slippers that, were not recommended for that road

I had borne the blisters that adorned my feet from the thorns that I had but sowed

I had tested the waters at foolish times when a storm had raged the sea

I had struggled to keep my boat afloat, my darkest fears set free

Countless times when life had simply brought me to my knees

Silently, I had waited for the pain and hurt to cease

Those fateful times when I had simply gambled much at stake

And borne the mortifying loss and watched those dreams just break

The times I had given my instinct the edge, I had chosen to take the plunge

The losses so high, the lessons so hard, memories I wished to expunge

The moments when I had allowed my hopes to rise to newfound heights

And watched them fall but miserably, like rocks that caused fresh smites.

And then I remembered all the nights when I dearly wished to  God

How I’d screamed and pleaded and cried out loud, to make amends where I had flawed

I’d wished for better outcomes and I’d wished for larger gains

From all those foolish mistakes I but wished just lesser pains.

I wished that I’d been wiser and I wished that I’d known more

I wished the wounds inflicted then, were not so very sore

I wished the times were smoother, I wished the pace was slowed

BUT NEVER ONCE DID I WISH IN DREAMS I'D CHOSEN ANOTHER ROAD.