Sometimes I Lose Myself

I don’t know where I am going

At times

And it feels as though I am lost

In my head

I reach and grasp for meaning

I push and pull at reality

Life punishes

Life leads me astray

Looking for answers

I bury myself

In running, in writing, in working, art, in doing

And I become lost

Without a compass

Navigating my soul in the dark

Turning the wheel with intuition

Steering directly into doubt

Until behind me

Above me, below me, and all around me

I discover the fire within me

And it begins to light the way

Published by Brian Fretwell

Author of the book "Experts of Our Potential" Helping individuals and organizations understand Why We Win.

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