I am an Anchor

I am an anchor.

Intentionally built to sink,

To ground someone else

While they float in the sky.

Chained to the clouds,

I fight,

Against the tides, against

The wind.

The tugging means

That I am alive.

The fighting provides

Me with breath.

What if the chain breaks,

I fear.

I can't lift myself,

I know.

Worry is real,

But fighting is life.