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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

I Believe

We are enough we are smart enough and driven enough we can filter through the lies and navigate through the storm we are strong and capable of so many things lets keep going we can do this ❤ Saschia

Words

In the morning I hope they come to me After reading I wait them out While I’m showering I think about them With a blank screen I beg them to unfold In the end I just place one in front of another ♡Saschia

External Drivers

She curls her legs in from the cold Her blanket isn’t long enough for her legs to stretch out there’s ping in her shoulder for normal people that would be a bother for her it is a sign of hard work it brings her hope for a real bed and a bigger blanket -Saschia

Look It Up

Ah the doors open and wonder flows in like a late menstrual cycle from a woman who demanded a life of freedom The imagination grows like vines inside grasping everything in it’s web don’t save from this dream I don’t want to wake up yet ❤ Saschia Little purple person

Hope

We’re becoming something Our tip toeing toward new beginning I just know We’re gunna make it I can see it in the horizon A flag-no, a Phoenix Flames feathers calls from the wild Just keep hanging on We’re almost there -Saschia

Distant

the grand father clock stopped ticking I feel so distant and out of touch the music is still there though i hear it far off in the place I last knew myself ❤ Saschia