Alone
If I were stranded.
Alone
On an island with nothing but myself
Nothing but my feet in the sand
And the sounds of the ocean
Crashing ceaselessly into the earth.
If I were stranded on an island
With a constant breeze and a coconut tree.
If I were stranded on an island
With all my survival needs met
Food, water, sleep
What I would need is simple
A clear mind
Peace within myself
If I were stranded on an island
I’d need a way to shut that stupid voice in my head up
To put that annoying voice to rest
And be at ease knowing I was stranded.
That no one is coming to my rescue.
That I will be alone. Forever.
That voice called Hope
I’d need to drown Hope in the ocean
And be able to deal with the constant sounds of nature
And the unsurmountable silence
If were stranded on an island
I couldn’t keep Hope with me
I’d have to be there alone.
Me, Myself, and I.
If I were stranded on an island
All I would need is for Hope to die.
And then I could find peace
In the loneliness
And then there would be hope of survival.