Sand surrounding me
Upon waves that seem so calm
With a sky so blue as clouds ride the wind
“Ah, is this paradise, or is this reality?”
A pinch in the arm, a confirmer, I can continue life
How did I end up alone on a place so large, yet so small?
The Golden State no longer seems golden compared to where I am
The white sand almost like treasure,
The smell of the salty breeze passes by,
And I’m already captivated by its natural, untainted beauty
The most important thing for a human body
I fear not for my lonesome, for I believe that my friends will look for me,
And I am surrounded by God’s creatures to keep me company,
Prey and predators alike
And if I die, I pray I will live in my friends’ memories
Into the green middle I go,
In search for the essentials a human body needs to be sustained
The sun goes down, the moon rises,
The moon sets, and the light is brought back once more
This cycle continues over and over,
Like the spinning top of the movie with the man who has yet to win the Oscars
When will help come?
No longer do I question humanity
I long for a fresh kill to be between my teeth,
To hunt for anything that moves,
To stray from something that may kill me
To keep my skin from peeling so much under the direct heat
I will not bare my fangs to the creatures that could be taken care of in another fellow human’s cage
My eyes will not dilate when I see a target
I will not ignore the plead of the dying animal
I will not fall into the shamed madness that my country looks down upon
I will not…
A fellow animal
A forgotten memory
The thing that was supposed to keep me sane
The thing that I hoped I could live on in others’
What are these wet things falling from my eyes?
Why do they blur my vision?
I had nearly forgotten what these were
What else have I forgotten?
The friends I thought I had?
I wonder if they remember me
Question, comments, thoughts, they all pass by
Like the bugs that swarm together from one area
And then fade away as they leave to go look for another place to feed
Have I become like the insects’ food?
Chewed away by new memories,
Replaced with better, new meals,
The new friends that easily took me out of my friends’ minds?
The human side of me
What have I become?
I think I see a ship coming at me
Has the black mist finally called in the attention of saviors?
Are my friends my saviors?
I do not remember what has happened
But next thing I know,
I am on a bed with Get Well cards and balloons
With things stuck onto my body
Connecting me to a machine indicating life
My life, or its own?
I pick up a card to attempt to read its content
A smile seemed to come onto my darkened face
Once more, a wet stream fell
“Welcome back! I missed you!”
My memories truly have pulled me through