Finding Focus

A time cameBefore it passedOf what beganUntil the last- And through the fightsAnd even yearsLaid the feelingsBuilt with tears- No more the rightOr even wrongBuilt the curvesTo a road so long- But a weakened soulHurts the pathTo what is hereOr what was had. So the mapLacking compassFinds an answerAfter finding focus.