An Island

It isn't easy being alone
Coming home to nothing
I have been doing it so long
It feels as if it's normal
I wonder
I think of what could be
I dream of what might be
And I tell of my dreams
Only to have them called a soap opera
Something for entertainment and humor

What's the point?
Why bother?
I was out of the game for so long
I have forgotten how to play
It has passed me by and left me behind

They say that no man is an island
I say that is a lie
I feel like an island, sitting in the middle of life's sea
The waves washing up against me
With every wave, life takes another piece of me away
I am eroding
I am becoming uncharted
There is almost nothing left
Nothing, but a soap opera
And a living joke for all to laugh at

I have a news flash
I am real
I feel pain
And I am hurting
And no one around me seems to care
So, what do I do?
Where do I go?

I am an island
Slowly eroding into nothing
And when that happens, the pain will be gone