What Am I meant to learn?

I sit chained to my fear
submerged in doubts
adrift from my anchor.
What am I meant to learn...
from the withered flowers
from stormy seas
a love that don't involve me.
I wish I could see
ahead to what's meant to be...

I search 
time wasted
spent reaching dead ends
dead kingdoms bent
in destruction
spent by impotence...

But through I go
my story told
lessons I must learn
to grow.