I am the endurable poison

I have burdens yet to bear

I love something others can’t know

I know my voice is vague as it hums in deaf ears

 

I am the broken compass

I have journeys mapped on a spinning compass

I love to love the hard way

I know my aim is true

 

I am, I am

I have victories yet collected

I love the truth that lies beneath

I know you can hear me

 

Can’t you?

 

 

 

 

photo: Pixabay

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