Light House
Clear blue sparkling water
Laying there motionless
Still for the moment
But water never lays calm for long
A storm is coming soon, it always does
Dark clouds start to assemble
Can't you hear the rumble
waves crash down tugging me under
I fall bellow, I always do
Water surrounds my lungs rushing into every crack and crevice
But look over there a light!
A shining star in the night
My hope
It guides me home
Safe into calmer waters
Into a clear blue night
A million stars in sight
Not one as bright
And right when I almost slip back into the storm light is shining the way again
Sure sometimes it flickers but it's always there in the end
My savior
My happiness
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