My Island part 5 MY ISLAND

Coated in mud
I stalk to where my enemy waits
Like lambs to the slaughter
They will sow the land with their blood
And turn the rivers red
The great hornets
Cannot protect them in the shelter of the jungle
Shrouded in the shadows
I prowl and prepaire
Setting traps, laying bait, and noteing locations
My enemy was strong, but this is my island
I hear its every movement from the gush of geysers
To the foot stoops of every mouse on it
My Island was my own personal map
WIth my knife sharpened
And my wits heatend
By the very panic of the island
These hulking helmeted suits
Where no match for my rage
For they are tresspassing
And this
IS MY ISLAND!

Dale innes Wylde Hughes ©

Turbulent sea

Waves of pure pain
Surge above my head
As torrents of sadness
Sweeps me bellow
Icy waters
Filling my lungs and thoughts
With shards of ice
Chilling my very core
Over and over
I am smashed agaisnt jagged rocks
Of my own self lothing
As i try to end this pathetic suffering
I float in these icy waters
Always on the brink of life and death
Never able to reach the edge
Of either one
This is an evil gift that i am granted
The ability
To fluctuate between great happines
And overwhelming depression
But there is no middle ground for me
No place of solitude
For a middle point would mean peace
A life line
To pull me out of this turbulent sea

Dale innes Wylde Hughes ©

Change is about

Change is about
But is it for the good
Will it prove me the better
Is it time for change
Or am i rushing through life
Rushing through thoughts
Emotions
They change and distort
They come and they go
And because of this
People will get hurt
But all this
Is the natural cycle of life
Billions feel this way
Billions have the same fears
Same worries
Same hurts
Nothing can last forever
So why do we delude ourselves
Into thinking things will
Friends
Relationships
Hate and love
These are all variables in life
And change with the seasons
For nothing we feel is constant
And everything
Always comes to an end

Dale innes Wylde Hughes ©

Sailing Island Part 4 One nights dream

Last night
I saw the day
That i lost my mind
A sign
From another time
Threats close in on my island
But are they what i should fear
These visions
These Prophecies
All show
That I cannot win
These warmongers
That advance on my island
Will surely kill me
But if i win
If i save my island
My dreams all show
That this voyage of solitude
This loyal binding to my floating rock
Will be the thing, in the end
That pushes me over the edge
And drives me to oblivion
But why
Why would my island do this
This bastion of peace
Why would it torment me so
Like a knife in my pillow
It has shown me comfort
At the price of my mind
At the price of my life

Dale innes Wylde Hughes ©

Sailing Island Part 3 Preperation

Rain beats heavy
Over my island today
An omen
Of the great storm to come
I run down the mountain side
A grave feeling in my heart
At the realization
Of approaching danger
I must prepair
I must prepair
I must prepair
And ecoying reminder
Of what must be done
My island screams at me
It knows the threat is nearing
It shout and claws at my mind to hurry
A Sharpened spear
A Steel blade
A gripping terror
These are my weapons
Now i wait another night
For in the morning They will learn
That no one
Threatens. My. Island

Dale innes Wylde Hughes ©

Sailing Island Part 2 Sighted

The misty haze crosses my island
The warning
That turning back is impossible
I stepped the barriers
And broke the bounds
To get to these stormy waters
Waves rise for miles
Threatening my island
Beating
At its outer edges
But here i am
Safe on the vast mountains
High above the waters reach
But up in these cloud
I find a worse enemy
Than the elements themselves
Dark blots
Are sprinkled over my silver skyline
A flying army
Their propellers beating like wasps
Slowly advancing towards
My peaceful island
A rain of fire is aproaching
And i must prepair

Dale innes Wylde Hughes ©