I have no anchor

to keep me on this ground

my feet

barely touch the ground

and my soul is struggling to leave

my God!

I need an anchor!

The stars are beautiful,

But they are so cold,

my soul has no place among them.



When I read this, I feel lost; however, I think being lost is nice sometimes. I know you expressed it being cold, but an anchor will more than likely find you before you find it.

Just be patient! :)


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