Your "Wonderful" Path

I followed a path,

The path you made for me,

The path you expected me to follow,

The path where I would gain your respect and appraisal.

It was the path to success.

Your path was beautiful,

Lined with trees of gold that grew into the infinite sky

Filled with wanderers with infinite smiles

Guiding me,

Pushing me,

Shoving me,

Into your wonderful path.

It was the supposed path to happiness,

But only in your eyes

And in the eyes of others

But not in mine.

In my eyes

It was the path that got me lost.

I lost my soul on your path

I lost my passion, my sense of direction

My clarity and my courage

I lost myself

On your wonderful path.

The trees of gold suffocated my love

The wanderers stole pieces of my soul

The farther down the path I went

The more empty I felt

The path did not seem so wonderful anymore.