I had hoped a vessel would have docked at the bay,
That some form of life from afar would have on this island stay,
Along side me, the one cast away,
The one too fragile to survive even a day,
On the land of many people, now so far away.
Now, all I want is for someone to come this way,
All I want is for one to stay.
But should a vessel find to me a way,
Would I have the courage to then say:
‘I no longer want to be alone, this way.’?