DIST - Whole

I was open sea; now the anchor doesn't hold for me.
I've been listening for a different song,
One that tells me where I still belong.
I laid my whole existence at your feet; you gave me borrowed warmth and incomplete.
Now the ground is shifting, but I hold my place,
Learning how to own my own heart's space.
I'm not hollow anymore, not the hunger at your core.
Blooming like a hidden rose, only I know where she goes.