Ashe• : Writing

A confession.

A confession.

A Chapter by Ashe•


This is something that should not be said But we are sitting in the ruins of our silence So i will talk I will speak I hope you can listen to me.
Little girl, Protect your heart.

Little girl, Protect your heart.

A Chapter by Ashe•


To protect what's left.
A Home out of River stones.

A Home out of River stones.

A Chapter by Ashe•


On the ache of loving a riverlike soul.
The bird in my chest, it talks.

The bird in my chest, it talks.

A Book by Ashe•


In a voice that can't reach humans, the bird talks. It fills the cage with the timbre of a strayed heart. The bird talks and talks and talks. I hop..