To my anchor.

An anchor,
not made from steel but silver,
strong, faithful to the shore,
but most of all,
the only thing that can stop the ship from moving away.

No.
Being an anchor to me is not a bad thing,
in fact, it is the only good thing one can do for me.
The whole world will thank you for willingly anchoring me
when everyone else has given up on me.

It might be the hardest, trickiest journey you ever experienced
It gets harder when the lightning strikes,
when the ocean hurts and
when the waves hit.

No.
You don't want to be my anchor.
When you're the only person I wish
to stay and deal with.