The Right Life Path

I never got it in the beginning. 
I thought god was being cruel. 
I felt broken and pieced. 
I felt like I would never be whole again. 

Such excruciating pain. Such pierces in my heart. 
Why did it feel like I was at the beginning of my demise. 

I asked many questions. I prayed many verses. 
I asked to see the light of my angels. I asked to see a way.

Finally.
A sound. A whimper. A muffle.
I thought i heard. But it wasn't as clear.
I kept hearing it. I kept decoding it.

I asked for answers and what my searching eyes fell on was a sign post that required analysis. 

That sign post was for was me. That sign meant I was meant for more. 
That sign was the one that would lead me to the path I was meant to be on.

How did I know this. How did I not know this was another trap. Another dead end. 
Another road block. How did I even know this was of significance,

Well I didnt. All I knew was that I had to wipe my tears.
I had to follow the yellow brick road. 
I had to follow the yellow brick road even with the heavy heart and the troubled mind. 

I had to have faith. I had to believe that this was the path that was meant to be for me. 
The one which would lead me to my euphoria.