Forgotten paths

The broken steps you see before you
appear to go nowhere, but they do
they lead to a broken dream
a forgotten hope or scheme
someone's journey somewhere
went sour as life took their care.
Broken and overgrown, not easily seen
the path before you will never be clean
yet with each step and stride
you're making your way to the other side,
the side where the history is muddled
and the tragedies have puddled
onto the floor, destroying smiles with grace
sending tears crashing down their face,
yes the path before you has many wicked seeds
but don't forget, everyone has needs.