I never liked the analogy

That no one is an island

It implies that everyone is eternally connected

That you can’t choose who you’re connected to

And that you can’t break those connections

It’s used to try and help those 

going through pain and suffering

But just like those things are solved by those around you

They’re also caused by them

In my eyes

Everyone is an island

As you go through life

You build bridges

Connecting your island to others

These bridges vary in strength

Beauty

Size

Age

History

But they all have one thing in common

You can choose

If they remain

Or if they burn

Sometimes 

You need to burn the bridges

You’ve built

Fire is always an option

No matter how sturdy or old

Every bridge will burn

If you want it to

If you need it to

It will burn

But eventually

hopefully

The people of your island

Will make those ruins something new

Something joyous

Instead of blackened wood and concrete

Reminding you of what once was

It will be a celebration of what is now

Of who you are