Your Island

YOUR ISLAND


I LOST A LITTLE PART OF ME WHERE OCEAN MEETS THE SKY.
CAST OUT OPON A DESERT ISLE WHERE NONE COULD HEAR MY CRY.

I ONLY KNEW OF CRASHING WAVES, FELT NOTHING BUT DESPAIR.
THOUGH QUESTIONING MY PUNISHMENT, STILL KNEW WHY I WAS THERE.

SLOWLY DEATH APPROACHED MY MIND INSIDE MY PRISON WALLS.
RELIVING EVERY WASTEFUL ACT, MY MEMORY KNOWS THEM ALL.

AT TIMES MY PAST WAS FILLED WITH JOY, THE KIND I'M SURE YOU KNOW.
LIKE MOST WHO READ THIS WRITING, I HAD LOVE BUT LET IT GO.

WITH COMFORT, HOPE AND FAMILY, I SHOULD HAVE FELT COMPLETE.
YET OTHER THINGS WOULD STEAL THE TIME, MY LOVES COULD NOT COMPETE.

COMPUTERS, PHONES AND SOCIAL CRAP, IT'S ALL A GIANT LIE.
FOR YEARS I STRUGGLED TO CONNECT, WHILE LIFE JUST PASSED ME BY.

WITH VIVID TWISTED VIDEOS DESENSITIZING ME.
DISCERNING WHAT WAS RIGHT OR WRONG GREW DIFFICULT TO SEE.

TORMENTED BY WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN, I HATE WHAT ID BECOME.
AN OK DAD OR HUSBAND WAS THE LABEL I HAD WON.

I SIT THERE ON MY ISLAND WHERE MY MIND HAD SIMPLY FLOWN.
CONSIDERING THIS ENDING WHERE IM OLD AND ALL ALONE.

I TOUSLED AND I TOSSED AS I AWAKENED FROM MY DREAM
WITH JOY AND NEW FOUND JUBILANCE, MY END WAS NOT AS SEEMED.

WITH JUST A DREAM MY LIFE WAS NEW, I STILL HAD WHAT WAS DEAR.
I RAN AND WOKE MY FAMILY, WHERE I SAT AND HELD THEM NEAR.

I GOT A SECOND CHANCE TO LOVE, A CHANCE TO SHOW I CARE.
TO BE A PART OF SOMETHING REAL, IF ONLY JUST TO SHARE.

MY HOPE IS THAT THESE WRITTEN WORDS WILL TRY TO SET YOU STRAIGHT.
JUST ASK YOURSELF ABOUT YOUR DEEDS, BEFORE IT GETS TOO LATE.

WE ONLY GET ONE CHANCE TO LIVE, THIS ISLAND AND THIS TIDE.
HOLD THEM CLOSE AND SHARE YOURSELF, WHILE TIME IS ON YOUR SIDE.



BY: RUSTY CASON