On an island by my side.
Theres one thing that is dear to my heart.
With my three year old son I cannot part.
Ive never let him stay a night away.
I sleep beside my baby every night.
Ill never leave him anywhere.
I always hold him so tight.
I wouldnt be able to sleep if he wasnt here.
Before I had my dear child I was on drugs.
Clearing my pain with something so crisscrossed.
Going down a different road.
And my thoughts were lost.
I liked it, even though it got old.
If i didnt have my child.
I wouldnt be here to type this message.
He is my heart beating right out of my chest, and.
I need my son on this island because,
I feel that my flesh would waste away.
I would just lay down be so depressed and let my ashes stray.
But if my son was by my side,
I would be complete.
He saved my life.
He deserves everything from me.
This is my story about a hero.
That hero is three years old.
On this island he is the most precious gem to hold.