The lonely island...
left in a sea of despair among the archipelego of desire, cast aside amid the waves, the salt of the sea spat on her face, the bitterness and misery of the lost.
The endless days and endless nights, not even the stars would like to say goodnight, alas who does she have? The Sun, the scorching companion, sends his rippling heat across her body, her skin dry and grainy, her lips parched. No, she could not count no the Sun. Likewise, the Moon in all its silent glory, ignoring her existence, calmy enthused with her own reflection. No, she could not count on the narcissus of the night sky. So far out in the sea, no birds greet her, neither does she have shade of even the smallest degree to shield her from the Sun's furious glare. Barren and desolate. She cries to herself. Who would make one such as me? The waves eat away at her fragile body, scorning at her pain. Whiteness comes into her view, a cloud has stopped by, giving her shelter and comfort. Yet no one wants to see her happiness fulfilled as the Wind blows away her last refuge. She quakes in sadness and anger. Anger at life, at everyone who treats her like nothing. The melacholic weight crushing her sandy heart, pitying one as low as herself. A lonely island, far from everyone yet near so much. Why is it that I'm here? What purpose can I fill? No one answered, the clouds waved lazily as they passed by, never staying long and the island sank deeper into her loneliness.
(I wrote this poem after answering a bottle from the aquarium that started with "The lonely island..." sent out by bookandfilmwormk.Thank you so much for sending that bottle ^.^ It has been a long while since I've been inspired, although it's not very good thanks! ^^')
I can a bit of an eccentric (talk about an understatement). My moods can change quickly much to my family's annoyance. I confuse people, and often myself, while speaking because I often link two completely different things and add them into the conversation. I am the only girl (I have three older brothers) which leads me to believe I've be spoiled my whole life (my mother refutes that claim). I tend to be a scatterbrain leading me to be very easily distracted which usually ends up charcoal for dinner. I am so grateful we have an awesome God who loves us and cherishes us and who takes the time to answer our prayers. God bless you everyone and have a great day!