Buoy
Below the weight
of the worlds pallet,
the sea rolls, kneading
at my sides with
its woman’s nocturne.
So desolate, this
floating. I was just
waiting for a sign.
Someone to come,
one of those stars to
finally swing down
next to me, tell me,
they’ve seen roots,
the grain… Yet
with time it will
occur to me, that I
might, actually,
be an island.
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I saw a way out
I saw hope but no way out
what’s in the dark must come to light
our hearts trully shine so bright
my faith my guide
my pleaset dream that guides me through the night
I am Ashley…..
I shine so bright
more than any star that shines in the sky
I make a way
I see a away
I take it and I break free
and then I set off and now I am free
This is me.