This past month, I have been taking time to recall my past year. It’s been tough to feel like I’m putting myself through the past again, but in September, while I was going through a rough patch, I found myself diving headfirst into a lot of pieces I wrote over the years. Hearing how I felt in different situations gave me perspective and helped me to heal myself. I also began to go through a lot of my old Facebook posts. I truly thank past Saschia for the encouragement she constantly poured out. So from here on out, I’m going to make sure I record my current thoughts and feelings even if in my present moment they seem insignificant. Also, I’m going to post on my social media as if I’m speaking to my future self so that when the time comes, I’ll have someone telling me exacly what I need to hear when I need to hear it. So basically, writing and posting my feelings in the present moment is loving myself. Did you write today?
Grateful For You
Thank you for security and stability
Your snuggles get me through my dark days
And your genuine laugh lights up my soul
I’m so grateful to have you as my other whole
-Saschia
Make Em Squirm
People are more comfortable when you live a life similar to their own, but we weren’t put here to make others feel more comfortable. Live loud make em squirm.
The Shows Over Now
The banquet hall’s empty
Not a single piece of confetti left to prove our existence
Bare floors
Bare walls
A bare heart left in the middle of the room
…
Oops
Next time
Next time
Next time
You don’t need to understand
Right now
-Saschia
Seasons
I sank into a picture perfect fantasy
But now,
The memories are flooding back
The habitual reminders
Of why I stopped fighting
Why I slowly loosened my grip
Why
I let go
I clinched my empty fists
And off went the leaf from my branch
It descended in a less elegant manor than I saw in my dreams
But fell just the same
-Saschia
Their Togetherness
Their togetherness relies on
their a push to love awkwardly
It relies on sex and fear
Silence and distance
Those things push them together
It doesn’t rely solely on her
Or solely on him
Not even rules or religion
It’s the bad little things
That make them
Them
-Saschia
Under The Knife
Fear’s shadow lingers in the crack below the door
I keep that door locked
Even though sometimes it swings wide open
I pace by it from time to time
But I don’t even touch the handle
I hate to twiddle my thumbs
While I think up the worst case scenario
I don’t even like to talk about it
But maybe if I share
You’ll see it too
and then
In front of our eyes
The door will disappear
-Saschia
Fear is healthy and normal but it’s not meant to control your entire life.
Let’s Go
Take my hand
here look
my palms are open
Take my hand
to the edge
over the edge
listen
as the glass
shatters
-Saschia
Heirloom
My necklace swings as I bend over to plant some seeds
It swings again when I clean someone’s muddy tracks off the floor
I kinda wanna take it off but it was from my grandmother.