ISLAND OF HEARTS

My heart is like an island,

And I am shipwrecked upon it's shore.

In the middle of the ocean,

Lost an' forgotten,

Forevermore.

The waves crash unceasingly,

Into graves of those gone before me.

Littering the sand on the beach,

All because this island of hearts is out of reach.

I keep a fire burning,

Everyday,

Every night,

But who can say,

Someone will see it's light.

Maybe I should have first,

Started to build a raft.

But I'm afraid to die of thirst,

With an eternity of water around my craft.

An' it takes so much energy,

Just to keep the spirit alive.

It takes so much out of me,

Just to survive.

On this,

Island of hearts.

Copyright © 1993 by Alexander McDonald

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