Anchorless Bodies the weight of storms

I have a comprehension, no matter what way I choose.
We should just fall asleep and keep in mind
Feel what I felt before and dream more...
you (why I'm still a prisoner of myself)
Is a handful ashes you left behind after raging
and bleeding and turning everything to darker shades
And living without any doubt of faithful life.
I've gone through every home, that you deserve,
Controlling every vessels, realizing it's a cure.