unity breeze

The tides that make me rise again,
Will certainly fall when lanterns dim.
Without my sense of trust within,
How could I bear to hold up my chin?

Thinking to myself late tonight,
I seek my forgotten source of light.
With harrowing virtues of solemn might,
I contemplate the next journey's flight.

Keep me here, right next to you,
When you catch me feeling blue.
Know that I want to stay true,
Against not knowing what to do.

Can you feel the length we have traveled since?
Is there another way you could try to convince?
Pressured
Measured
Just think about it
Before you shout it