Broken Compass

You hurt in more ways than you know

The loss of direction paralyzes you

You become a broken compass

Headed into the darkness of the forest

Struggling to keep up with the invisible anxiety running a marathon through your mind

You are worthy, you whisper to your delicate self

You are strong and courageous

You plow forward and start from that empty space of nothingness which holds you through the dreaded dark and despair

The light never came, but you glimpse at yourself 

You realize you never gave it enough time to show

You fought, were jaded and hurt

Love, agape...takes time. 

Stop fighting and resisting

Flow through the waves 

Find the steady rhythm and just be.