Anchor

I am in the middle of my life’s greatest storm I am in bad shape, not really in proper form My body is failing it doesn’t want to perform I am glad you are with me keeping me warm Things are slowly turning from bad to worse Am I really on my way to my last trip in a hearse I don’t know why this is happening. Is this a curse? I hope that my ailment can really be reversed But even if I do hear death knocking at my door It’s presence I do try very hard to ignore Your love will keep me safe until I get to the safety of the shore You are the one who keeps me steady, you are my life’s anchor