(No) Compass. A poem.

I thought I was
                    free of anger
But it rages

there!
inside!

Everyday

Over every 
           little   
                 betrayal

Surrounded by tears
That lurk just
behind the veil


Release me from hurt

And leave me 
                    be
For I have lost 
                    myself

And have no 
                    compass 

to find my way home again

Published by stevestillstanding

I’m a writer who loves tabletop role playing games, poetry, music, movies, comics, books and (you guessed it) writing. Occasionally I have something to say...

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