Lost in a sea of mud

Dragged down, bogged down

Heavy and wrinkled

Calm but sinking

Caked and soaked

Cracked and battered

Ankle-deep and slinging

The compass is dirty

Need to find my true north

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  1. I love your poem. It is relatable for me. I am working on finding my true north. I have had to process some really dark and ugly stuff from my past recently. Thank you for sharing.


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