I came to it,
it was divided in transit.
A single road,
with a double directional mode.

How could this be,
was it a trick I didn't see?
Maybe a mirage in illusion,
meant to keep my mind in confusion.

As I stood and analyzed,
all of a sudden I realized
which way to continue my travel,
so I traveled on to unravel.
It didn't take long
to figure I had choosen wrong.

But could I back track,
was there a path back?
Surely there was,
I strongly believed in my true cause.

Retreating back down the wrong road,
I acquired knowledge of my mode.
The trip wasn't a walk in the park,
it was more like a crawl out of the dark.

I made it back from hell,
now I have a story to tell.

Don't ask me where I've been,
ask me where my new trip began.
Inquire about hard lessons learned,
and evil roads burned.

Don't judge me for what I use to be,
make your decision on the man you now see.

I'm finished with this,
tears form in bliss.

G