Wildfire

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

 

Separation

Things divided

Silverware blankets

random living supplies

But you can’t divide children

Here’s your mail

And your time

But these humans

we have to share

We could be fair about it

But let’s be honest

Life’s not fair

Values aren’t shared

So this is yours

And that is mine

See you the next time

we share the kids

-Saschia

Speak

If I could

I would take your anxieties wrap them up tight and throw them in the ocean

I’d take your sadness and carry them to the grave

And I’d fight every single battle you were too scared to face

But I wasn’t placed here to be your savior

I can’t wrap my hands around your feelings

No matter how bad I want to

So throw your anxieties, carry your sadness, and face your battles

And tell me everything because I want to hear you speak of your thoughts and feelings

and I want to hear how you conquer them

-Sasch