Rights of Passage - part 1

As I travel through this passage of life, I oft wondered route taken
Wondered what and where I would be if another direction taken.
Would I be happier? Sadder? Would I be here? Or. . .
Did I take the road less traveled?
Heaven knows I haven't had much company on this journey.
Is the most traveled road the correct one?
Or just one of the most popular?
Would I have been happier traveling with many? Or sadder?
Then the spark! Not fire... no, just a spark that reminds
"Yours is the path unique, yours to travel,
with those seldom known by others."
Why?
As I travel, I experience a pain known to many,
but seldom cured complete
A pain so unbearable, so deep within that even a painful death
is more satisfying than another moment attempting to quell
a pain that nothing physical could ever match.
I stop: I shout to all the heavens and the earth,
to all that is seen, and to which is invisible to the eyes;