A place where you can be human.
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 for this, but my empty stomach
Starving for more more more
Heart
-Saschia
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
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 strong
But I made this decision
It’s my choice to stick it out
-Saschia
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 never thought
I had myself together
But I sure tried
-Saschia
Hand in hand
Flames nip at my sweater
queen of myself
Heart stitched to my sleeve
I crave an empty belly
but a full mind
-Saschia
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
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
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 you
This honesty, this truth baring
It’s a completely selfish act
Kinda like masturbation
-Saschia
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 like it’s a whole new world
when I fall in love
that is me
A collection of those who loved me
and a collection of those who had no idea how
❤ Saschia
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