Topic: "Waking Up On A Deserted Island"

The Dream
Whispering waves N Blissful silence.. Confiding thoughts inside my mind..
Metaphorical paradise.. Creating visions Containing Colors of every kind..
Trying to define location is pointless in this Evactuation from reality..
Lying flat on a beach while White warm sand recovers my drowning mentality..
Yet Im trapped baring Conundrums of life, sporadicly haunting my every move..
Flaunting bad thoughts switching my paradise to a gauntlet of terrafying moods..
See the dream is all I have, this island is where reality collapses..
Where my mind can rest in peace, while I sleep with no real lines or axis..
I wish this were life.............I wish I could awake here every day..
But Im stuck in a world where dreams are considered foolish childs play..

Whats the reason?
Wheres my life leading? My future seems bleak leaving school not by choice..
Locked out of home every other day.. I shout & scream but no one hears my voice..
My dads long gone & my moms broke she got laid off last week..
Id love to help the family, but Im 13.. Starving.. Nuthin to eat..
Got 3 baby brothers and a sister.. I try to explain they dont understand..
Why mommas passed out on a couch drunk & I gotta act like the big man..
Thats why my dreams are sacred.. I cherish every moment I sleep..
Peeps say everyone has bad days.. I got em every day of the week..
My life is morbid & Deep.. Im 13 drinking hard liquer every night..
Smoking weed to pass days in hell, Dreaming to escape realities of my life..

The End Of The Line
Im back again, abandonment is eating me, mentally forced back into fiction..
The warm sand between my toes helps me escape from deamons and my addiction..
Obliterating my escape.. Im woken by gunshots outside my door..
I walk out, only to find a man standing over my moms body on the floor..
Blood on the walls, I commence to run and fall down over her body..
Collapsing hearing her last words, all she forced out was "Im Sorry"
I couldnt cope.. I socked that man in his face with low effect..
He pushed me onto the ground, laughed and shot me dead on my neck..
The last thing I remember is the loud sound and my sisers eyes..
As she watches me bleed to death.. With small tears built from dispise..

Eternal Escape
As my body was raised from life.. I experienced visions of memory..
Suddenly feeling found, not lost, like my burden was lifted easily..
Anticipation exceeds contentment.. This island Im on bears my views..
& You cant understand my pain till you walk down its warm beach.. In my shoes..