Stranded upon this rock of mine,
surrounded by shadows, looking toward the horizon.

Tales of greater things tickle my ears,
beyond what I can see, a path to become brave and wizen.

Oh, how it taunts me so. A better tomorrow.
The dreams of yesterday...those that I wish but cannot reach.

Alone on the island, obscured from the light.
Many so close, but none can see. In agony I screech.

"Why? I am right here. Can you not see!?
Try as I might, these shackles I cannot break on my own."

Staring into the see of shadows and blind eyes.
"I want to grow, to break free. Guide me to a path that, to me, is unknown".
© Creations by Rikell