A place where you can be human.
Oh, how his flames leaped forward
to swallow the shadows
he could have melted me
but I am what he’s made of
a fallen star
a musical conundrum
the dust grips me
his natural state
a tornado of right now
a black hole of present
I didn’t want to escape it
All I wanted to find
was the why to this nothingness
-Saschia
Jayne is a writer. On her free time she likes to be with her family hiking outdoors and traveling. New England is her home and place of birth. When asked what she wants to teach the world she replied, "Don't stop searching. Too many times, in my old life, I put my search aside for more 'important matters.' I didn't realize the thing I was searching for held what was most important; my soul purpose." Jayne works daily on improving her craft and at times can get down on herself, but her favorite morning mantra is "It's a new day." and that's what she strives to start with. View more posts
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