There’s a fairy who guards my heart speaks to me through the quill She sees what my heart wants And can sometimes take over This space doesn’t fit the both of us She wants things I’d never And I she’d never You can imagine the struggle we have Sharing this vessel Her smile is slyContinue reading “My Fairy”
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Too much snow
There’s too much snow It’s to my knees and everything I need is hidden below I have to plant seeds, side the house and these gutters won’t clean themselves My days are spent salting and shoveling. Cringing from the snow that fell in my boot I liked it in the beginning I liked it duringContinue reading “Too much snow”
Fire
Never before have I met a man who loves me the way he does The sky opens up and rain fills vessels Turning empty ones into the sweetest wine And the fire it burns but we are left unblemished My beats dance so free -Saschia Johnson
Bubble Bath
Bubble Bath The tub is full and the bubbles bobble on top My legs have adjusted but when the rest of me sinks in it burns. In the tub, I’m a lost soul venturing from the heavens to a five star hotel It is there I’m considered a holy whore with no divine gifts My wordsContinue reading “Bubble Bath”
Here
I don’t want to be alone Hold my hand squeeze it to remind me you’re there. Talk to me and send signs that you hear me -Saschia Johnson
Enough
How dare you dangle flesh and blood from the edge of your thumb, like she’s some sort of hangnail you’re dying to get rid of. Like she’s some sort of inconvenience. You can pull the wool over her eyes but I see your wicked ways. The secrets you’ve tucked behind your eyelids. Those ones that hauntContinue reading “Enough”
Intellect
The words to save me are trapped inside my lungs. Yes, I have them, but my lack of intellect has shoved them into place. It’s not the intellect itself that I lack it’s the motivation to use it. Words words words they’re art. They’ve got meaning even without intellect. See. Who needs to think. -SaschiaContinue reading “Intellect”
Dreams
I get these dreams and wonder was I looking through my own eyes. When they looked at me did they see the body I see? Is there ever mirrors in dreams? Next dream I have I’m looking for a mirror. Saschia
Cord
Cord The cord to the blinds snapped right off I was hoping to let some light in But maybe this filtered light isn’t so bad Should I buy a new cord, A new blind, Or tie it back together the best I can? I’m going to peek through to see if the light is worthContinue reading “Cord”
The Fall
Did you ever believe? If you never have then you’re not a credible source. I need someone on both sides of the coin. -Saschia Johnson
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