No man is an island at least that's what they say And now I feel so isolated in this once peaceful place. I thought if there were happiness then I could surely find A piece of something resembling it within beauty so sublime. I'm nothing but a coward for I'd chosen to flee Haunting visions that had plagued what had been memories. Running, looking for something but never really sure If it were just around the corner would it prove to be my cure? And so I found this secret place hidden in my heart An island far from yesterday in a place so set a part. I thought that I was happy here but as I opened my eyes I found that it was fantasy, this life was just a lie. I thought I was an island that I could live my life Silently within this place until the day I die. But here upon my island where I thought I had found peace, I now feel so isolated here for my running's never ceased. © Christina 9th April, 2005

Text font is Abscissa Bold - Colour is #899ecd