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The Point

The only point of everything is love Whether it’s not enough Not reciprocated Or whether it’s pure with no agenda Love is the point – Saschia

I’ve softened from the wheel of time My heart, swollen from loss From love These tipped toes move through the crevice where my suicide mocks me And life burns my loose ends I have become the voice I died for Her crown tossed to the floor Neglected by my attention What is the reason forContinue reading “She’s Dead”

Numb Day

It was a numb day Distant from my own thoughts and worries The next sentence didn’t plague me It didn’t even whisper I like when it whispers You’d think this busyness would be freeing But, it just made me miss my own thinking ♡Saschia

Second Guessing

I made this decision To stick it out To see how things go And feel it out We all make mistakes Right Right?! Seventy x seven Right? My left side aches My bones quiver In anxiety in fear in excitement I am brave I am beautiful I am enough I am tired of being strongContinue reading “Second Guessing”

Hangin On

Scrubbed Guts still swollen And big enough for the world to see Eyes shut tight Mind drunk on new fantasies While my Finger tips are tapped by their own thumb music is forming I can feel it in my feet -Saschia

I Tried

I never thought I had myself together But I sure tried -Saschia

My Pet

I lift my shirt And watch their animalistic features Twist and turn While I lust a long day With a pile of books The misfit kind That are discarded Assumed to finger madness Only it’s those books that speak The music of my ancestors ♡Saschia

Growth

Flowers grow in cracks sometimes Roots definitely do I can keep growing through this Wait I will keep growing through this Concrete can’t even stop me (That’s a metaphor) (Because, you know, concrete can very much stop me) ♡Saschia

Kinda Like

I need to get it out All the earthquakes and volcanic eruptions Nestled beneath the surface I can’t simmer And stew I have to be honest with me About my own feelings So they don’t control me Maybe it will help you be honest with yourself too But I’m definitely not doing this for youContinue reading “Kinda Like”

Finger Tips

the sadness the moments I freeze in fear palms on my thighs the moments I lose myself in emotion to protect my tribe they are all me pieces that will evolve and die and come back to life the smile I can’t wipe from my face the way I act likeContinue reading “Finger Tips”