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, TEDx Speaker, Consultant Trying not to be a horrible human

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