Finding Focus

A time came
Before it passed
Of what began
Until the last-

And through the fights
And even years
Laid the feelings
Built with tears-

No more the right
Or even wrong
Built the curves
To a road so long-

But a weakened soul
Hurts the path
To what is here
Or what was had.

So the map
Lacking compass
Finds an answer
After finding focus.