The Harbor of Anxiety

I have a harbor in my mind
That should help every boat.
The kind of harbor you can't find,
Because they will not float.

The waves are stronger out at sea
Where fate does not console.
And anxious sails will never be
A way to have control.

I did not want the harbor in
My mind, but as I grew,
I slowly built it from within
Through endless winds that blew.