When thinking of your past,
Wondering if you can find now the power to last.
Then looking onwards to the days to come,
Thinking they look darker than some.
The past you’d rather take,
Anything over this mistake.
You continue to search for where to go.
Hoping the future won’t be the all time low.
But as long as you stay strong
If you just hold on,
You’ll find your path again.
A new power will rise from your men.
Go with what you keep coming back to.
There in lies what calls to you.
There is lies the path that is true.
© Lauren Bareiss
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This poem is dedicated to my poetry friend, Afzal Shauq. Inspired by he’s poem ‘The Lost Way’….Lauren)
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