Strenght!

Strength.

The word so demanding, so 

strong.

If only I have the courage to be strong

to be fearless

to be..

me.

Its not until we are alone that we experience reality

The reality that life is beautiful,

a bitch,

a friend, 

an island.

I sit on the shore with sand between my toes,

in my hair, 

and in my soul.

I'm alone on this island 

scared with no way home.

I stand up and watch the sunset 

and think of what to do. 

Should I cry?

Should I scream? 

Or simply be calm?

If I want to find my way home I will have to 

gather,

not tears,

not the sound of a banshee

but like Tom Hanks in Cast Away 

I should gather strength

so I can find my way back home!