I have lost my compass
Self sabotage triumphs yet again
And I am masterless
Rudderless
Cold and jaded and spent
I am lost
Being out of service
Out of reach
Some may consider this freedom
But I find peace in being bound
Grief of my own making
Muddies my vision
Knots my heart
Sends colossal walls of stone
To guard my soul
I strive to be worthy of service
I must forge a new path
I must be my own true north
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