When realization strikes at the last moment

Mind starts doubting each step

feels like running back

to where it went wrong

but the last to happen

Longing for the one once was lost

Knowing that steps cannot be retraced

It finds its way through the new unknown roads

Hoping a new light awaits at a handcatch

The light that pushes the soul ahead

giving new hope to live

But the lost remains lost

as the loss of the soul

hurting onetime,inspiring next

like fuel to the burning soul.