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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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
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”
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
Full
I want this life The one right in front of me The family The home The writing The goals I want all of these things I’m so grateful for them -Saschia
Wind chimes dance before the storm Rain drums the bins It’s a show put on by nature A comforting display that soothes me into lala land Like nature We should ignite our talents using what’s right in front of us -Saschia
Imagination
She smiles and tells her story And I listen at how she will make flying elephants “Big or small” I ask “Small ones” I love her idea and Her mind and the way her eyes look when she thinks of all the magical things she’ll add to her secret little world of magic.
A Precious Thing
I rush to get my work done Less thought takes less energy Which sends me off to bed early I could spend the day contemplating The balance between Plato’s and Nietzsche’s opinions of “the good life” But the amount of energy it takes to develop that opinion is far too great It’d be smushed betweenContinue reading “A Precious Thing”
#Amwriting
I want to write I want to stretch my fingers And let em go Typing typing typing away Lost in adventures Lost in the scenes Pushing pushing through the pain Typing typing Eyes closed eyes squinted Teeth gritted Pushing and typing Hoping that finally a stiff book baby Will exist in my hands -Saschia
The Silent Man
I mouth the words hoping they’ll be caught But without a sound I could be saying anything He doesn’t mouth a thing He stands there staring waiting for more from me But I have such a hard time getting my own words out “What are you thinking?” I mouth silently He stands there waiting forContinue reading “The Silent Man”
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