Moral Compass

You are an orphan of no terrain

You've never had what they call guidance

To be led by someone through the rain

On a landslide, you've been left to dance

Mind of sleeplessness and alcohol

My soul; the grounds for the war on hate

Through snow and sand and never a fall

To be fair? This failure navigates...

Boring is faith, a broken fragment

Untrusting chaos , you crave order

Your contradiction; being stagnant

Trust in your heart, you're not a soldier

I can see you there, reach for your hand-

Although I know you'll never notice

You give me drive, and purpose to stand

But I'm struggling, you don't know it

Your approval; not attainable

I'll excel in grasping at thin air

My need is not understandable;

For you, my past? You can't look back there

I can only hope that someday

You might accept me on your level

I can only hope that in some way,

You will appreciate this rebel

Reviews

[Zayir]

Ah the moral compass. For some it is black and white and for people like us it is definitely situation aka grey

[Indra's Child]

Yeah, no really. It's a little strange to say "Anarchy" and only hear "Chaos?" back.
I've just got ideas I'd like to share with the world. I don't like being met with fear and ignorance but that is the curse of living in such a consumer/materialistic society. Ups and downs, as always I guess.
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