Deserted island, just me and the waves.
Driftwood washing ashore, lies are no more.
Palm trees encircled all around the shore,
Skull and crossbones adorn my lonesome home.
Nothing to do with my adequate time,
But to build sand kingdoms and,
Watch them crumble with shifting tides.
Oh, what a blight to be me!
Passing ships glide over starlight's gaze,
Nothing but laughter from their crowded decks.
The only friend I have is a coconut;
To eat or to talk? A tough decision...
May 30, 2016
May 30, 2016 at 12:24 AM UTC
Deserted island, just me and the waves.
Driftwood washing ashore, lies are no more.
Palm trees encircled all around the shore,
Skull and crossbones adorn my lonesome home.
Nothing to do with my adequate time,
But to build sand kingdoms and,
Watch them crumble with shifting tides.
Oh, what a blight to be me!
Passing ships glide over starlight's gaze,
Nothing but laughter from their crowded decks.
The only friend I have is a coconut;
To eat or to talk? A tough decision...
Been feeling really depressed for the last couple of weeks. Just feel cut off from everything.
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