Sense of direction

by Sableshade

Another day, ready to grind the bones again

Through sand and snow, dirt or rust, the gears won’t stop

The place can change, but will the path change?


Find the sign, you may know where to go

It may bring you hope in these twisted days

Or make you dizzy for a while


Not everyone can read a map

However, everyone can guess where to head next

Trust your perspective, but remember where you left off

And only carry what you want to lose