Off Of The Trail

This poem is pretty much on how people get mislead off of good things and go into bad. And when they come back it's hard to get there.

So far you wander off the trail
The heaven break and the martyrs frail
Lie in the dirt and squirm like a worm
It’s the best you have now
For life isn’t to blow down
You tuck and roll off the muddy path
And create an earthquake on the other half
There is still a way to get back on the path
Just leap over the crack and never look back
Climb up the mountain even as you feel it collapse
So you’re near the path
And you never looked back
But for some reason you’re feet do not touch the path
So you squirm like a worm and frail like the martyrs until the heavens awaken and you’re sorry for your failures.

Author's Note

Critique is highly encouraged, please.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

you're near the path
and never look back.
Nice write.

[Alice Crypt; Brittany]

thank you again! glad that you liked it :)

[Sami Khalil]

I did. You are welcome.