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Explained…

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Some of my recent posts, just in case you were wondering, were copied from the notebook I found while cleaning out my room. I have had this stashed away for so long and it contains everything from my notes with Steve Acheson, to my time in school, to my experiences with love in the past.

I figured I’d remove most of these pages from my life since most of them no longer apply, but in doing so, I have found a few great things that I wrote that I am simply posting for the sake of permanence.

Everything in these pages that I found are very significant to my current life as they were part of me then and molded who I am today.

Broken Compass Revisited

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I am a broken compass
My east is now my west
The north it points away from me
and south can’t know what’s best

My legs are weak and trembling
my eyes are bloodshot red
The past is wrapped up nice and tight
and trapped inside my head.

I am a broken compass
all navigation shot
the sun and stars and even mars
are all that I have got.

My mind is lost and lonely
My heart is filled with pain
remembering what I once had
is driving me insane.

–2001

At the time, this represented what I felt about a recent relationship ending. It is now a testimony to how I feel about the fall of man.

Broken Compass

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Written originally around the time of 2001 when in the midst of spiritual advisement

The wind is thick
my breath shall cease
among them all
I find no peace

And to the south
I gaze awhile
For only but
a country mile

The tide is in
No mercy I
Can feel the pain
So some would die

A chosen path
would close the door
Only to be
Nothing more

And to the North
The mountains steep
The streams of love
Bow down and weep

There is no tide
Amongst the hills
No more the light
That ends the chills

In darkened valley
Cold and bare
To find myself
a standing there

And to the east
Oh morning sun
To melt away
What cold has done

To freeze a life
And stop the time
For one who sings
an endless rhyme.

The shadows cast
and angles set
that everyone
would soon forget

And in the west
the sun will sink
Before my soul
has lost the link

For you, my love
I wait for long
The time has come
This is our song