If I were stuck on a far-away Island

I would not fear the sea or sand

Nor would I wish for company

Oh how freeing it would be

To be alone- no one else would understand.

The insanity I feel constantly tick at my bones

The 2 a.m. thoughts I accept as my home

Is it crazy to think that of all the strange sins

I've grown quite fond of my demons?

I would no longer wish away my self doubt

Or my worries of loved ones I must live without

Or my fear of the dark

Or giving away my heart

Or craving cold death as I wander about.

If I were to go, I believe I would stay

The perfect mix of my night and my day

How calm it would be, 

Just my demons and me

A love affair, so long held at bay.

This poem is about: 
Our world


Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart.  

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