The Crumbled Path Ahead

By: Laurelpaw
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I am a little scared.

The lie is 'a little',

I wish I could go back,

Where I was in the middle,

Of the time when I was young.

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I was tough and wild,

They said that I was reckless,

I remember the time when my mentor wondered,

"How hasn't she broken her neck yet?"

But now I'm too cautious.

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I would run away away,

Into the crumbled path ahead,

Listening to the birdsongs,

Wondering the kit-like thoughts within my head,

But like weathered ground; everything changes.

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I showed up in camp one day,

I'd been gone for a moon or a few,

They screamed in my face and said:

"What are we to do with you?"

They couldn't find an answer.

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My best friend tore my pelt that night,

He sobbed and told me he'd rather die,

Then see me leave him like that again,

Without even saying goodbye,

I didn't fight back.

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I preferred to wander,

But I realized who all it would hurt,

I made a pact to stay,

So today I'm here, standing on this same dirt,

Held back for so long that I don't know how to move on.