Blankets so fluffy my body can’t be seen And pillows lots of pillows Let me sink into the center of them all To find the most comfortable place And Leave me there Trust me I feel safe alone -Saschia
Monthly Archives: March 2020
It Finds Me
Hope finds me Like a lurking child fingers wiggle under the door crack Shards of light break through Hope finds me A glimmer of sunlight Reflecting off a droplet of dew It makes home in my heart Whether I like it it not -Saschia
The Night
The night is where he hides He’s open to me From a distance It’s always one of us Pushing the other In someway But when the numb comes It comes The only option Is to write it away
The Wait
The feeling in my gut the taste on my breath both wretched so I brush and skip a few meals an act of hoping that the shift will come soon I know it will come It’s just a matter of patience -Saschia
Job Daydreams
She found the jobs of her dreams Life threw them on her side table And she waded through her options as if this was always meant to be She found her value And made love to her dreams Her gift’s not a curse When she’s getting everything she needs
Before and After
I see my reckless behavior I see me dive headfirst into bullshit To forget But this writing thing It keeps me grounded Keeps me feeling it I liked it before how I could drink And smash shit Smile and keep it movin But I was so faded My soul started screaming So I uncaged itContinue reading “Before and After”
Warm Ups
The gills are warming up They open and close Stiff from lack of use My eyes dart back and forth Like Plath’s Only thing is I’m alive I even pat my heart and brag of mornings alone The madness the gills the dead writers They’re all warming up
The Beloveds
The sky opens up and rains on all The Beloveds It coats them in peace They dance and sing to the rhythm of the forest They have wings that lift them to the heavens Beams of light ignite the wingless They rise They dance They sing
Today
I’m ready but I’m not I’m here and there I want him then I don’t I write and I write But when I don’t I slip away Some days I’m left Some days I’m right Some days I’m dreadfully in the middle Not today though Because today I’m all over the place
Diary Of A Tamed Temper
She’s anxiety, rage, and shame all balled into a fireball of untamed magic And when she pays me a visit I reach and I twitch And I grasp at my heart to try and save me When she comes I can do nothing but beg for the truth And I know it’s somewhere close byContinue reading “Diary Of A Tamed Temper”
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