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Tight chest
frozen mind
a life that feels
like it hangs in the balance.

Oh the weight of the world
oh the weight of opportunity

The doors line up and
telescope into the distance
where is the light

squint
tiny eyes
see flickers

Ahh the trod
forward

Saschia Johnson

Let’s go
We’re riding fancy cars
to outer space and rocking out
to inter galactic tunes

let’s shed some skins
lets light up the dark
and cross our eyes with
our tongues out like children

Saschia Johnson

How many ways does
it take to do the right thing?

There’s thoughts about
what’s right
there’s actions on how
to do what’s right
there’s worlds of
information on
what’s right

But at the end of the day
it’s up to us
it’s our choice

Saschia Johnson

Took me all day to sit and write
took time and focus and
some self love
but here I am writing
because I might not have Wifi
so I gotta get it done now
then I can say
I write everyday
It helps me speak better
it also helps me love better
but mostly helps me
know me better
that’s what keeps me going

Saschia Johnson

Closed my eyes
to walk with you
and for a moment
I saw the stones
and the trees
that seemed to guard them
For a moment it felt like
time never slipped away
between us

Then I opened my eyes
and wrote everything down
to keep you by my side
for all the times I
miss you most

Saschia Johnson

She jumps
while I nurse my headache
watches cartoons
while I plan my future

She chats on the phone
while I’m hunched over my laptop
she wanders around making
mysterious concoctions
while I attempt to translate
legal jargon

All play leads to the ocean

Saschia Johnson