It’s time to write to jog my brain and look for the unsaid unsaid, not as in never voiced by another human but unsaid as something I have yet to release a secret a hiding truth that may explain my behavior this, this is my therapy I need it and so that’s why it’s timeContinue reading “It’s Time to Write”
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Wanderers
Disconnected Left to figure it out “Things will come together” We say with a smile. But there’s always that one lonely sock. ♡ Saschia
What is it
The world is untidy It’s a slew of casual dates and discarded marriages Full of people searching for certainty And people who ignore it There’s flies on shit Landing on faces and food We kiss them we eat it And what makes all this chaos beautiful Is love pure love ♥️ Saschia
Lit
A gray cloud of hope escapes my mouth It swirls around my head and seeps into my curls “I want to keep it.” I told my husband. But he didn’t hear me. The moon shines down and trees pass us by “I saw two shooting stars.” He states. But I’m busy trying to smell theContinue reading “Lit”
Word Preference
Words, There’s not enough in English But then again there’s so many it overwhelms me to think of a search Everyday language is what I go for Sometimes I wonder if this really is how I speak normally Other times the flow hits me and my voice pours out from every angle without question ThoseContinue reading “Word Preference”
Too Late
It’s too late I’ve tucked myself between two bed sheets I’ve got work to do But it’ll have to wait Because these sheets got me sleepy ♡Saschia
Pep Talk
Let’s go We’re going to finish what we started This is just a pep talk to keep you going I know you’re eyes are heavy And your in the perfect position to sleep But there’s just a few more sentences We got this Let’s make people proud -Sasch to Sasch
Island Man
“I don’t know if I’m found.” “What do you mean seems like you have everything you need” “I don’t know if I’m found?v “Ok, that is something you have to figure out on your own. Let me know though, I’m interested.” -Saschia
Told It All
Her big brown eyes said it all They told all her secrets And screamed all her lies They worked together with her brows and her smile And when shes really nervous, even her laugh whispered her secrets -Saschia
Here’s to Good Days
Here’s to writing Whether it’s from my heart Or something forced out me -Saschia
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