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it showed me the way to go. in the middle of the cold, dark woods, I glanced down. Down at the object in my hand, laced with gold trimming, strung on a chain of silver. i was headed east. I threw it down in frustration. i didnt want to go back. i would not go back.
By Shay on 01.12.2013
My guide, my life. Soon you’ll be tattooed on my skin, a permanent sign of wanderlust. I plan to roam where ever I choose, with only whimsy as my guide. Sounds silly? Sounds like a stupid dream? I don’t really give a fuck. I am a citizen of the Earth, I swear my allegiance to no nation.
By koolaiddx on 01.12.2013
he checked his compass with a worry. he was no where neer where he was supposed to be. he than grabbed his bag where he left on the wet ground and started to run towards the open field where he planned to catch a slow moving train to south. where everything will be okay again. where it is warm and nice. and where he may find who he is looking for.
By suci on 01.12.2013
Canada looked at his watch in frustration.
“Mine’s broken too.” He informed America and watched as America’s face twist in annoyance and frustration.
“Dude, seriously? What’s up with this place, even my compass is freaking out!”
Canada looked at the other nation in confusion. “Compass?” he trailed off, wondering if he heard correctly.
A blond head cocked to the side as if wondering why Canada was confused.
By Tanya on 01.12.2013
so a compass directes you in your course some people think this just means a direction but it could easily apply to someone who helps you though your life in a more mental or existential sense. compass need not only point direction they could als
By katy blake on 01.12.2013
the person just went. far away. looking for nothing in particular. he opened his hear to the world and he left. leaving nothing behind and just went. further and further. he left. Taking nothing but a small compas which he kpt in his pocket. he moved with no perticular thoughts of where he was going
By Amber on 01.12.2013
I wish I could find a compass that could lead me down the right road! Without ever having a glitch or a rich of a problem! Some say there is a book that will do it, but I swear I’ve read that book through and through and still can’t seem to find the right path!
By ldydai22 on 01.12.2013
Direction is always something I’ve struggled with.
Never being sure of where I’m going or who to turn to is exhausting.
But when time seems to slow,
And I listen close,
I can hear something inside me point the way.
A compass I have no choice but to rely on.
By samantha on 01.12.2013
I thought the compass of my feelings was enough, but I was wrong. I was led astray and lost my way when my feelings were an unreliable way to make decisions, to find my way.
By Cathy Hasty URL on 01.12.2013
there is an internal compass within you. it points in a direction that you can only follow if you slow down and look beyond what you can see in front of you.
By spades up on 01.12.2013
We all need a compass ot guide us. Sometimes it is an eternal compass that keeps our bearing straight when we’re not sure how we should live or where we should go in life. For some this internal compass is the Holy Spirit who guides us better than any man-made compass or GPS. With the Holy Spirit guiding us, we can have confidence that the good that God intends for us will be on our path.
By Daryl Densford URL on 01.12.2013
The compass was the only way back home. The only portal left that would bring them back to their long desired Storybrook. Yet the evil queen had it, what where they to do?
By Laurel B on 01.12.2013
always points north. helps you find your way. it could be an actual tool but more often than not it’s a person or struggle.
By Starr on 01.12.2013
i couldn’t find my way, hell i couldn’t even find my sanity on this cold, dark, lecherous night. The beasts were closing in on me in the depths of this forest. If only i hadn’t strayed so far. If only everyone else could hear my screams.
By Paul MacCrimmon on 01.12.2013
The compass always pointed north, right? Wrong. This compass was spinning around and around, whirling. I watched in fascination as a glowing light emanated from the spinning contraption. All of a sudden, the winds began to pick up, and I felt myself being lifted into a spiral of light and wind.
By Ivy Christine on 01.12.2013
The boy was walking endlessly through the maze. Where was the exit? No resort was to be found. He needed water. Something ahead shimmered in the sunlight. He bent down. A compass? Worthless. Wait? A compass! His life was saved! He raced towards the exit with a strong sense of direction and relief.
By Annee on 01.12.2013
I have a compass tattooed on the top of my foot. It’s actually quite gay. A lot of little hipsters are obsessed with compasses but that’s not even the case with me. I don’t understood when naval things became such a big deal in the hip community. I got it because it matches my other tattoo on the opposite foot which says “Not all who wander are lost.” I lied because it’s a lowercase n and there is no period involved.
By Haven Sierra on 01.12.2013
I lost my way sometime ago
I searched all of my soul
My way was not known
until you became
the compass of my soul
By Chris on 01.12.2013
Which side are you waiting on this time?
I can’t see you in my peripheries
Your skinny arms reaching out to touch me
My nose used to point north toward you
But now the field turned around and
I just want to run
By Ali on 01.12.2013
No one was ever promised a compass in this life, right?
By Danaé on 01.12.2013
I kicked at the frozen ground beneath my boots. The grass barely moved, the white frost clinging to each blade. I kept walking farther out toward the abyss, the vast nothing. If I had a compass, I wouldn’t have used it because the great perhaps didn’t have a direction. I just had to keep walking until I happened upon it.
Or it happened upon me.
By Marissa URL on 01.12.2013
i just read a book that contains compasses in it. kind of funny that its right there. are my 60seconds up yet. i feel it should be up but oh well. i have a feeling what ill like this place.alot. reading and writing are my passion. so is music.
By emily on 01.12.2013
My internal compass is my mother. She keeps me on the correct path so that I don’t stray into areas that will cause me grief or heartache. Most people think their inner voice is their conscience but I know my inner voice is my mother and she guides me where I need to go.
By Mary URL on 01.12.2013
I was once told that great truth exists in the needle of a compass. Well, blast my arm hairs off if that ain’t the flap-diddliest bucket of lies to ever crease the folds of an old librarian’s lips. Took myself out into the great prairie yesterday morn’, carrying nothing but a compass and my trousers, and damn it all if I didn’t get home ’till half past 9.
By Richardton T. Slump URL on 01.12.2013
She was lost, drowning in his promises. Those hands ghosting over her skin made her thoughts go fuzzy. How would she ever get out from under? She wasn’t even sure she wanted to. But there is a way out. A little voice in the back of her mind kept telling her to put one foot in front of the other. “Let me lead you out of this,” it said. “I’m your conscience. Your moral compass, and we both know you’re veered too far away from where you belong.”
By Soft URL on 01.12.2013
again? stupid kindle.
will i ever get a new word? i could i be stuck with a plain old stupid compass. ughh! just calm down emily, calm down.
Once there was a compass that belonged to a boy. The compass could show him who his true love was. He followed the compass everywhere until one day it laid upon a beautiful girl. He walked up to her and realized she had one too. They kissed and it was true love.
By Taryn on 01.12.2013
The tour guide stared at the compass, completely lost. He was worried that he might not be able to get the group back to the starting point, but he didn’t dare tell them that. “Everything is alright folks, we just, well we just gotta head left in a mile or two and go from there” He smiled feebly.
By wendy on 01.12.2013
She ran around in the midst of the forest confused and lost not sure of where to go. Where did she put that damn compass she thought to herself. Maybe she should have kept it like her grandfather had said she thought.
By Alishea on 01.12.2013
she found the compass hidden between books and jars
of mossy lockets and forgotten summers
covered in lichen and dirt and rust
and she brushed it aside, blew off the cover,
and opened it wide
only to find a broken needle
hovering between east and west
among north and south
as lost and unsure
as any broken soul
By l on 01.12.2013
Her moral compass pointed her right out the door but she knew she wanted to stay. She looked back and forth between the doorway and what t
By Sydney on 01.12.2013
The glass tinked under Terry’s finger. The compass had simple stopped working, much like the watch on his wrist. As much as time had no meaning in this place, so had magnetism and direction merely ceased to be.
It was then he realized his heard no longer beat.
By Fluidfyre URL on 01.12.2013
If I had a ring with a compass on it,
would it always point to you?
Are you my North?
The direction I strive toward because it feels like up.
Something about going South is always more relaxing.
Is that why love is full of trials and tribulations?
The path to ascension is harder than free falling to the bottom.
By Tori on 01.12.2013
Give me a compass. Tell me where to go from here. I’ve crossed bridges, burned them down, swam through rough seas, and climbed tall mountains. Months after, here I am, back to where I started.
By Jac on 01.12.2013
A compass helps you find your way. When you are lost it gives you direction. You will always know which way to go, but it will not be able to tell you the difficulties on your journey. These you just need to find on your own.
By Rick on 01.12.2013
I’ve always had an odd fear of compasses. The directional ones that is. I’m not overwhelmingly fond of geometry, but Sophomore year mathematics was relatively harmless. Compasses were never something I could understand the process of.
By Kayla on 01.12.2013
it shows the way
keeps the lost away
it points “straight”
is reliable when no one else is
By Zoe on 01.12.2013
Happiness. That should be the ultimate compass, I believe. We must do that which makes us good, and that which makes us good makes us happy; truly, unequivocally, happy.
This is true happiness I speak of, not an falsified or imagined one – it is one with peace. Therefore a life compass would be better known as a “peacemass”.
By San on 01.12.2013
The compass gleamed back at me like a star. Trying to show me the way home; back to the future. I didn’t know what would become of me and my family after this trip. Honestly, I was hoping for the best and preparing for the worst.
By Ashley on 01.12.2013
a division of Identity Crisis, Inc.