Shipwrecked in the past, haunted by memories,
You doubted a lighthouse, which could set you free,
A heart so naive that trusted blind,
Now scarred and broken, scared and hurt,
A storm brewed within your heart,
Winds of torments, and rains of tears,
Like the waves of a sea, this too shall pass,
The failures of the past, tell you who you are.
Be strong my dear one, and keep calm,
Open your heart, and let the past go,
Storms will come, and storms will go,
And you'll emerge strong, and wise,
Face the storm head-on, my child,
You are strong and brave and wild,
When others flee a storm, you break one,
Have faith and sail, my mighty storm breaker.