Anchor of Souls
A frail crust like mind will forever be devastated by earthquakes of
These relief efforts can only come from the core of an individuals
An eternal solo effort, that cycles on for eternity
We are all captains on our own shop of one, with all intentions of
Sailing beneath the summer sun
But when fun in the sun stops, storms of darkness fall upon you
Built up stress causes hurricanes and anger beats on you in
The form of waves the size of buildings
The eye of the storm brings temporary relief of the elements.
The only constant battle is from sadness
Because sadness is the anchor of souls.
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