Here I am
on my little island

Over there
is my faithful row boat

All of my trees
are starting to die

There's not a flower
to be picked or enjoyed

Not another being
is to be discovered

It seems like my
little island is shrinking

My boat oars  are
broken to splinters

Violent waves are
devouring the shore

Thunder cracks and
clouds swirl perilously

Lightening strikes,
fire breaks out

My trusted shelter
is completely obliterated

On ly little island
in my sea of solitude

Fires rages and
lightening plagues

I find myself
fading away

Pent up
Stressed out

Anger seething
Blood boiling

Sadness resonating
Depression looming

All of it replaced
with a green haze

The lesson here
is simple you see

It's easy  to be
happy and positive

When all your thoughts
simply drift away

With the smoke you exhale

Spring breeze

bombarded with

countless melodies

and sweet memories


Summer haze

dissipated with your

loving gaze

and everlasing days


Autumn air

the wind blows your

chesnut hair

and your last care


Winter cold

your smile,

brighter than gold

and it never gets old

The familiar rush
of adrenaline hits
almost cripplingly


Your hands have
become adjusted
to my every curve


My eyes dart
my voice becomes
a thick, heavy syrup


I flinch at first
but it switches to
thrashing about


Even just sitting
in your near vicinity
drives me batty

I know you can't see

All of the broken porcelain

Shards of who I was

And who I wished to be


Your little girl

Is now falling to pieces

With every passing moment,

She searches for her release


Another day comes with

Another debilitating relapse

Another kiss of bloodied pain

From her only lasting friend


All she wants is just a little


Peace

Tremours plague me

Always a shiver

A constant shake


My eyes never

Give away any

Truth of my being


I honestly

Barely know myself

Most of the time

Your eyes are filled with


Broken promise and empty


Lies about your life