Cellar Stories; Island World

Poems from the Island ’98

On an island.

On an island, I reside, A place of peace where I can hide. But don’t be fooled by the serene view, For demons lurk within me too.

They hide behind my smiling face, Their presence I cannot erase. They whisper secrets I cannot ignore, And beg me to open up the door.

But are you out there? No, I am in here, My soul, my old soul, full of fear. I cannot outrun the pain inside, So I must settle and abide.

I’ll face the demons, one by one, Until their hold on me is done. I’ll dig deep and find the strength I need, To heal my wounds and let them bleed.

For on this island, I am not alone, And though the demons have overthrown, My spirit remains strong and true, And I’ll fight until the battle is through.

So let the waves crash and the winds howl, For I’ll rise above them with a growl. My island solitude may be my plight, But I’ll emerge stronger, full of light.


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