The island would have luscious leaves
And mischievous faeries that dance with ease
If I want to dance and sing along with the mermaids song
They wouldn't protest, they wouldn't tempt, instead we'd have fun by conversing with the nymphs.
I want to be free
I want to feel glee
But most importantly
I wish to be me.

On this island I wouldn't need anything or anyone
The only thing I'd want
Is the fact of me knowing
That I'm here
I'm safe
I'm not weird
Strange
Peculiar
Obscure
Unique
Special
Abstract
Interesting

No I'm none of those things

The only scent I'd remember was that of the islands breeze
And the song of the sea that would lull me to sleep

And only when I dozed off into the world of my dreams would I think.
If this island is my dream, would my dreams be realities?

If so what are nightmares?
Are they the same as reality?
No, that's nonsense it couldn't be.

But maybe, the isolation isn't good for me...maybe it isn't what I imagined it to be.
No my head isn't on right
I should just shush and let the stars guide me in the night.

After all this is what I want.
I only need the island and the island needs me.
I embrace the island like no one has for me
Every flaw and every perk
Every sound and every sight
I will take it in and cherish it.

This island represents me
And because of this I can't help but to be afraid
Afraid that if I explore deeper into it
I will find the truth beyond the appearance

Like how the mermaids are sirens waiting to eat someone

How the faeries play pranks on people that usually lead to their death

How the nymphs can control every thing here and can cause everything to collapse

But of course, things can only go so deep.

I shouldn't have to think, instead I'll close my eyes and try not to weep
A banshee is a proper would that would describe me back then
Back when the present is now just a when

All I did was wail and cry every chance I would get
But I'm not weak now that I'm on this island

This island is tough
This island is intelligent
This island is an unknown area waiting to be explored.

And I think I'm the one exploring it.

A.N
Art credited to Tofuvi-Lillypad Ballet