That heavy sigh that makes you think
"without my anchor, I might sink"
but when it's rusting to the core
nothing the same as it was before

Perhaps it's better to float for a bit on my own
explore the shadows of my being, and do it alone.
for my heart and my thoughts have always been shared,
i'm scared that for loneliness, i'm not prepared

but if life's a journey, i'm packing my bags
shred the insecurities, leave those for the past
leave my anchor where he's fastened,
forever there he'll lay
and though the destination is unclear
i'll let the ocean take me where it may