You are

Misplaced in a wasteland, following a map stained in melancholy. I travel in a loop searching for a destination to rest. In all hopelessness, a beam shimmer through the murk. I am lead to a treasure that holds the amity I longed for. You are the key to retrieve it. You are the shelter and vessel when the tide drowns the shore of my consciousness. You are the melody so heavenly only divine beings can comprehend the beauty of your ballad. You are the aid to mend the shattered pieces of my being, caused by past trespasses. You are the impenetrable force, I feel untouchable