Isolation In Paradise

Find myself alone on this tropical island without a care being bit by savage mosquitos, painful when totally bare, then I remember my old mothers remedy crushed marigold this island is full of them, they certainly do what I was told, thoughts turn to protection, making some kind of shelter heat from the blazing sun is beginning to make me swelter, survival and rescue are paramount especially for us educated even though I am acting like an animal walking around naked, luckily found some flint, now to build a fire to boil wild carrot now I find myself feeling quite desperate talking to a parrot, with shelter build from bamboo and palm leaves, fire lit carrots cooked and eaten, free from mosquitoes, not being bit, beacon built ready to light, thoughts of home enter my head will I ever see civilization ever again or will I be found dead, have I the ability to survive, asking the parrot, I am going mad will I see my wife and children again, was I a deadbeat dad, remembering that awful tropical storm that capsized my boat I am a cast away, awoken by my face being licked by a goat, not knowing what day, month or year only light, dark, living here is unbearable definitely not a walk in the park, skills I have learned, things I have made, are no substitute, human companionship, needs to laugh, to talk, to dispute, living in hope, knowing I will be rescued, my family desperate thinking I could be dead, oh I am really in a frightened state, is this my final destination, will this be the place that I die I pray every day every night please save me, to god I cry. 05/02/2017.