Banished to an island,
Of desertion and isolation.
Running form the wolves,
Of fear and alienation.

The ghosts still haunt me,
The lions still hunt me.
All in hope that I lose,
Then hell breaks loose.

Broken, hurt
Destroyed.
Hopeless, lost,
Terrified

I'm on my own on this island,
I've got loads of things to fear.
But I will always look to the future,
For the light that shines is always here.