The path was simple but complex

I decided to move on and forget my irksome past,
I chose a path and started to walk fast.
My mind was still preoccupied with those miseries,
Which I forgot to shun as I left in a hurry!

I reached a fork where the path splitted into two,
One was simple and other one looked difficult and blue.
My energy was all lost after fighting my personal troubles,
So I chose the easier path to walk further.

This path looked simple, had trees and shade,
Unlike the other one which had thorns, and flowers with blades.
The path I chose atleast had some light to guide my way,
Because the other path was lightless and grey.

I started to walk on the path I had chosen,
Carrying those feelings and hopes which were brutally broken.
I focused sharply my vision to see how long the path was,
It's stretch put my expectation to a pause.

Still, I started my journey through it,
I walked all day and decided to stop by the dusk.
I was amazed to realise that there was no proper place to rest,
There were only some dried leaves and scattered husk.

I felt pretty confused then regarding what to do,
There seemed no end of that path.
Soon the weather also started changing,
From calmness towards immense wrath!

I ran towards a tree that could shelter me,
And protect me from that harsh storm.
I was not alone who wanted protection,
Slowly that place was also occupied by worms.

I felt I was as weak as a worm,
Because even I couldn't face the storm.
I opted to escape that difficulty,
Rather than to act smart and strongly.

The entire scene dragged me to my past.
The path, the storm, the worms all had meanings -
Different from their usual ones,
Like, life, hurdles and weaknesses repectively.

To fetch me more friends, some of my dear ones told me a way,
I quite resisted what they wanted me to do.
I had a reason why I couldn't accomplish their wish,
But they didn't find my reason any true.

Their method was the same as the path I had chosen,
It was maybe simple and clear but long.
It would take years to complete it,
And even then there would be no assurance that I'll emerge strong.

Perhaps they wanted me to take an easy route,
But then I would be shakening all my roots.
The difficult path is certainly more feasible,
Even though walking through it seems impossible!