My Success Song
Mushy heart understands not
Has been distorted to ashen gray
Silted wounds grow as mound
Eroding life from my sea shore
Sprinkled salt makes me halt
Have to succumb some more
The path is long and I drift along
Fluttering and holding the anchor of life
Beacon I see towards which I flee
The storm enrages shaking my core
My gondola is lost, It is a thing of past
The beacon now glows inside my heart
I’ll light up my soul and emerge as a whole
Crusading till I lose the last of my breath
Through barriers I’ll wade, the gloom will fade
And the sea will chant my success song
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