Adrift

There was this view
Which I woke up to everyday.
There was this song
Which I no longer dare to play.
There was this noise 
Which said that home is here.
There was this anchor
Which kept me safely moored.
There was this pack
Which I knew I fit right in.
There was this voice
Which said it's alright, sleep.
Then, There came this dream
Which made me float.
There came a wind
Which took me far away.
There were these things
Which keeps yearning for past.
There were these things
Which makes me one splint adrift.
But, They are my Talisman
Which prompts me right from wrong.
They are my amulet
Which keeps my soul from dark.