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Dead Fish Shake

It’s a weird think letting go You can say it all you want But like forgiveness It’s something you have to do Painfully slow Accepting that is the hard part -Saschia

I’m Home

The lights turn on I’m on my way home Stripped bare In a constant state of reflection The web The red connections And moments that were always meant to be -Saschia

Day Dreamer

Hand in hand Flames nip at my sweater queen of myself Heart stitched to my sleeve I crave an empty belly but a full mind -Saschia

Hans Andersen Brindekilde Worn Out or Udlsidt Aka Working Class This picture was created to celebrate 100 years since the French revolution. I find myself fascinated by his ability to capture these raw moments in life. This particular picture uses earth tones I think it suggests how close we are to returning to the earth.Continue reading “Hans Andersen Brindekilde”

Ouch

Pulled tight Heart slumped in the middle The strain is too great It feels so like dead babies If only I could sleep through fall And wake up in winter Making the strain nothing But a distant memory -Saschia

I Wanted To

I wanted to remove every piece of me from you Every secret I told Every baby flushed down the drain Every moment I allowed myself to let you see me at my weakest point Every tear that landed on your shoulder I wanted it all back I wanted my love and my sweatshirt I wantedContinue reading “I Wanted To”

Dates?

Where are we The up has gathered outside my door The down, well, I lost that years ago Alarms for dates Partners for men Or some like that What am I doing? Does anyone know ♡Saschia

My Best

I’m showing up I’m showing up even though I don’t want to I’m showing up to get something out of it Even if it’s a seed of hope I’m showing up because of love Because of purpose To have something to believe in I don’t want to show up But here I am trying myContinue reading “My Best”

What is it

The world is untidy It’s a slew of casual dates and discarded marriages Full of people searching for certainty And people who ignore it There’s flies on shit Landing on faces and food We kiss them we eat it And what makes all this chaos beautiful Is love pure love ♥️ Saschia

Dream Tender

I fall asleep with my fingers on the keys I wake up to a numbered screen And then There’s dreams left unattended Causing a strange chaos to brew in the back of my mind. It’s a dark cloud waiting to devour me So I try my best to type a few word The the cloudsContinue reading “Dream Tender”