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Job Daydreams

She found the jobs of her dreams

Life threw them on her side table

And she waded through her options as if this was always meant to be

She found her value

And made love to her dreams

Her gift’s not a curse

When she’s getting everything she needs

Before and After

I see my reckless behavior

I see me dive headfirst into bullshit

To forget

But this writing thing

It keeps me grounded

Keeps me feeling it

I liked it before how I could drink

And smash shit

Smile and keep it movin

But I was so faded

My soul started screaming

So I uncaged it

And now I just make myself feel

Everything

Cuz that makes my soul vibrate and shit

-Saschia

Warm Ups

The gills are warming up

They open and close

Stiff from lack of use

My eyes dart back and forth

Like Plath’s

Only thing is I’m alive

I even pat my heart and brag of mornings alone

The madness

the gills

the dead writers

They’re all warming up

The Beloveds

The sky opens up and rains on all The Beloveds

It coats them in peace

They dance and sing to the rhythm of the forest

They have wings that lift them to the heavens

Beams of light ignite the wingless

They rise They dance They sing

Today

I’m ready but I’m not

I’m here and there

I want him then I don’t

I write and I write

But when I don’t

I slip away

Some days I’m left

Some days I’m right

Some days

I’m dreadfully in the middle

Not today though

Because today

I’m all over the place

Diary Of A Tamed Temper

She’s anxiety, rage, and shame all balled into a fireball of untamed magic

And when she pays me a visit

I reach and I twitch

And I grasp at my heart to try and save me

When she comes

I can do nothing but beg for the truth

And I know it’s somewhere close by

So I let it guide me

And I search and I listen

I take it all in

Truth’s lessons

truth’s hurts and truth’s gifts

Till it leads me

To where I’m supposed to be

Till I’m grounded once again

And that’s when

I feel the waters calm

I hear the rains subside

I slowly breathe in watching my chest rise

Ahh…. I breathe out

It’s calm

I breathe in

And I take time

To appreciate my calm because it feels good to be there once again

-Saschia

I Wanna Know

When you feel like you’re about to lose your shit

How do you calm yourself down

When you’re feeling like a million bucks

How do you show it

I want to know what do you do to feel sexy

To turn yourself on

And to shut your worries off

On a hot date with yourself where would you go

I really do want to know

How do you accept each little part of you

Stay

There’s enchanting songs in my head

And visions of sex with him

But not mine

There’s burned sheets

And broken hearts

Flames lick my bare waist

My bare toes

frozen on her kitchen tiles

What am I here for

But to pour alcohol on your wounds

Let them heal

Let them breathe

-Saschia

Until Then, I Write

I am here and I am not leaving

I am in love and I will not stop loving

This place is what I’ve created for us

And I will continue to keep creating it for years to come

I will wait

I will cry

And I will write

Until you are wrapped in arms of safety

And we will build together all the things we’ve been missing

-Saschia

Let’s talk this out…

What do you need right now?

Sometimes in the moment you don’t know what you need. Sometimes it takes an entire conversation to figure it out. It’s going to take courage to talk it out. So not only is it important to find someone able to deliver, that someone should also be willing to sit through the conversation.

Either you’ll figure out what you need and get it which in turn helps you learn to give it

“Or [you’ll] realize the person you’re asking doesn’t have the capacity to deliver. Both are gifts.”

Good night WordPress world. Sleep well. (Unless you have to write, then you should be writing😉)