PRISON OF FEAR
On this Island I am stranded, no one know’s I am here,
I am sought out fore they know my whereabouts.
Not only am I trying to survive but now I must hide,
Never staying in the same spot, this is no home.
Through the night it is that I try to sleep but I must keep watch,
Prison of fear has become my existence.
Everyday, each night I take refuge in a different site,
It’s now mornings light once more, time to move on.
I am hungry as I quietly hide, things to eat here and there,
To live this way for the rest of my life would be a most certain hell.
They are always on the hunt, following through the brush,
Over a hill, or in the distance.
I will eventually tire, they will find me,
They are my fear, this is my prison of fear.