Halfway Home

The road remembers every footprint,

Even those the rain erased.

I kept looking for the old me,

Till I saw a different face.

Every mile became a lesson,

Every turn a quieter song.

I stopped asking where I started,

Started asking where I belong.

The horizon isn't moving,

I've been the one changing all along.

Every step rewrites the silence,

Every heartbeat writes the song.

I'm halfway home, I finally know,

The light was growing as I grew.

Every winding road behind me

Led me somewhere true.

I don't need to chase tomorrow,

I just need to keep this pace.

Halfway home is far enough

To finally find my place.

Morning paints the broken skyline

With a color I've not seen.

Even empty hands can carry

More than they have ever dreamed.

Every doorway left behind me

Opened one I couldn't see.

I was building every answer

While the questions carried me.

Every fear became a compass,

Pointing somewhere still unknown.

Maybe hope isn't arriving—

Maybe hope is how we've grown.

If the stars had all the answers,

They'd never teach us how to climb.

Every dawn begins in darkness,

Every mountain one step at a time.

Now I hear the wind reminding

Nothing beautiful stands still.

Even unfinished stories

Can become the ones that heal.

I'm halfway home, but that's enough,

To know the journey made me strong.

Every dream I thought I'd lost

Was waiting all along.

Now the sky feels wide with promise,

Every breath becomes a start.

Halfway home was never distance— It was finding my own heart.

I'm not arriving... I'm becoming. (becoming...)