I live on an island
all by myself.
I rest easy while I work in the shade of day
and battle imaginary monsters in the dark.

I put together sticks and wood
and use my hair to hold it together,
making a shield.
but it's only wooden
and as the imaginary monsters beat down-
the shield breaks-
but just in time for morning to come.

During the day I sit in the shade
and pull out my hair
and make a new wooden shield
readied to be broken that very night.

I've thought about perhaps using a rock as my shield,
but I'm all alone
and not strong enough to lift its weight.
so I continue to pull out my hair
and tie together wood
to help protect me
against the imaginary monsters
that plague my every night.