Lacking an Anchor
A drift in a sea of longing,
rudderless and without direction.
Trying to stay afloat
amidst the relentless winds and currents
whipping the crests into a frenzy.
At the mercy of the nautical tempest,
in a fruitless battle to maintain control,
I’m losing sight of the sheltered harbor
that was my refuge from this upheaval
brought on by the forced solitude
when you left me.
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