I'm adrift on the sea
Not an unfamiliar place to be
My ship keeps wrecking herself
On the rocks we call life
At the mercy of the waves
My damaged heart does not behave
It's hard for broken pieces to beat
As if all still was sweet
Lost amid the stormy sea
Seems the rain will never cease
I want to cry and get it all out
At least the storm can shout
'Cause all I wanted was for it to be fine
But splintered timbers should be a clear sign
You can't rebuild what's become a shipwreck
Not if you want to sail again
You cannot trust the rocks
When they turned your ship into a wreck
They will not heal your bruiséd heart
Once it's been forced apart
But ships can be repaired
Made new and learn to sail again
Even splintered wrecks have a purpose
Burn to guide ships home
'Cause perhaps I can finally heal this time
Carried into the harbor where the sun shines
Can't be adrift if you have an anchor
I'm in the arms of my Savior
May the tears of my grief
Become the oil for the lighthouse
May my broken, beaten hull
Guide ships into safe harbor
May the pain I've endured
Soften the currents others sail upon
May my life become the lighthouse
Drawing weary sailors into home port
May they find their safe haven
Where I have found mine
'Cause my suffering is not meaningless
'Cause my sorrow and pain is not purposeless
Can't forever be a shipwreck in life
If the Carpenter rebuilds
Renews
Redeems
He's the Master of the storm
He will bring me safely home
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PoetryWithin these ink-stained pages lie Fragments of thoughts Pieces of words, Reflections of a mind Lost in time. Most Creative Winner under Poetry in The 2019 Futhark Awards held by @TheBardicCollege #51 in Poetry 3/3/2021 © Cheyenne van La...