Good Intentions Pave the Road

Good intentions are paving stones
Within the path I tread.
But then they turned to stumbling blocks--
And  they're all inside my head.

Intent is scattered like falling leaves,
Shattered will and focus fled.
I've fallen; bruised and scraped my knees;
On mental blocks I've bled.

Good intentions pave the way,
I cannot tarry here,
Nor sit and moan or bewail my fate,
Nor flounder in my fear.

This is my path, I laid the stones
And I must walk the way,
Knowing I'll falter and fall again,
And continue, come what may.