The storm

You took my hand and asked me to follow you
In the storm you were my steady rock
You were the lighthouse
that led me safely to port
But somewhere along the way
you let go
The light began to flicker
It became hard to see
Hard to follow
Should I trust that you are there
Or should I turn around

I've been trapped in the storm
for so long now
When compass led me to find you
I thought I was safe
When the light from the lighthouse showed
I thought we'd be fine

Was I wrong
Was is it just imagination
Due to tiredness
Or just a glimpse of hope
For someone how already gave up