The Anchor for my Malaise


The storm dances outside while my heart dances in distress

Sitting in the nook of a room walled in darkness 

I feel flustered and dejected with my hands and legs shivering

A ray of light passes through the lunette flashing 

But still, there isn't a blaze within me

My heart in isolation aches and pleads for aid 

All Alone, there lies a mirror in the front 

A shadow leaps in from it resembling me

My eyes stuck on, I see a bougie wielded in its hand

Seducing my heart to serenity and finally nearing me

It said 'I will be your anchor in the storm'.

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