Stranded

Feeling lost I am stranded

On some lonely deserted island

At the edges of sanity

I find it rather uneventful

The repetitive seas forever lapping at the shores of my reality

Waiting in futility for that message in a bottle

But none will ever come here

No reaches me

I watch as days die in countless numbers

I have seen the sun give birth to light in the east

I have seen it die in the west

Though they pass by in endless procession

Days never change and end all the same

Beached on the sands of seeming tranquility

I resign myself to the endless rhythm of the waves

Crashing against my paradise turned prison

I know no other place