Halfway There

Halfway there.
Oh, to be halfway there!
To revisit my bygone missteps
To utter the words that I should have said
To have acted and not refrained
When I was halfway there

When I was halfway there
That true jewel of a friend
That smiling stranger rare
That fiercely devoted mother
I had the fortune to encounter
Would not have withered in neglect

Halfway there.
I am halfway through a path ever fierce
A multitude of scars I am forced to bear
What is this all for?
Where is it I am hurtling toward?