On my Island

(Wednesday 24th June 2009, early evening)
 
It's Dark here on my island
I didn't want it
Don't need it so
Want to find light
Open the hatch
Get out and swim
To safety and sanctuary

Which way?
Do I need it?
To leave my treasure chest
Pot of Gold abandon
But leave with my life
And my head

I can't choose
The Gold will help
Will liberate from loans
And hardship
Will free my mind
body and soul will clean
Air will be sweet
And water pure

But what?
Which way to tread?
Should I walk there?
And find peace?
Or more the dark
I know not
But I must
Feel I need to live
Not earn.