In the whisper of the night, I hear the thunder,
Echoes bouncing off the walls of my mind,
On stormy seas where I went under,
Searching for the light I hoped to find.
Stars are hidden, drowning in the clouds,
My heart beats like a drum in the wind,
Caught in waves that are angry, loud,
Every crash reminds me where I've been.
Chasing shadows, lost within the tide,
Each direction leads to nowhere at all,
With a raging heart, I can't confide,
To the winds that rise, I surrender my call.
The distant shore beckons with a silent plea,
But the path is shrouded deep in doubts and fears,
I sail through tempests, yearning to be free,
While the weight of longing fills my eyes with tears.
Each moment stretches, like the drawn-out day,
I face the storm with a thirst for a spark,
My compass spins, leading me astray,
Yet I push on, driven by the dark.
In the quiet aftermath of a restless night,
I'll search for meaning in the salty spray,
Though the tides may pull and the stars may fight,
I’ll find my place on this jagged way.
For every storm that has reshaped my soul,
There is a promise waiting on the edge of hope,
With a raging heart that has learned to be whole,
I'll trace the horizon, and together we’ll cope.
With every heartbeat, I’ll find my way back,
To the distant shore where I truly belong,
And though the journey may lead through the black,
I’m anchored in knowing; I’m finally strong.
Alternative
Thunder, stormy seas, lost compass, raging heart, distant shore
Alternative
Thunder, stormy seas, lost compass, raging heart, distant shore