She breathes deep inward toward all the secrets she holds she lets in some pesky air and some clean air but air all the same when she breathes out she lets it all go because hanging on to it any longer just might kill her so she lets go she’s got too much to liveContinue reading “Beacon Girl”
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Your Focus
Whittle it to the bone the same way a writer widdles it down to a few words Let it all go the fluff the need for validation the old selves you left behind for the sake of your growth Whittle it down whittle it to the bone Saschia Johnson
Ah-ha
The way the sky bent sidewaysand cracked wide opengave her a revelation as if the lightening struck her and not the lamppost just outside her window Saschia Johnson
Twitchy Fingers
Spider legs twitch crawl dirty fingers clench tight to yesterdays A world full of dark skies and open air Take the time to see for a moment Take the time to heal Saschia Johnson
Inhales Darkness
Gauze drapes her as she inhalesthe darkness the same darkness that swallowed her whole with no regard to the feast she had left on the table She drinks the wine and swirls to the beat of life drunk with damp lips and the smell of yesterdays,she reaches the for sky and finds her present selfContinue reading “Inhales Darkness”
My Everything
You are everything you are all the things in someone I’ve been searching for you make me proud you’re my reason to get out of bed and my reason to smile before I fall asleep When you reach for the things you’ve always wantedbut never thought you could have, you light a fire in myContinue reading “My Everything”
Something Missing
The Princess of Porcelain Her judgement and narrow eyekept her family in a state of discontent it stiffened their hearts and the only cure would be to learn to love those not like her until then, something will always be missing Saschia Johnson
(Un)Aware
The inside full of secrets they keep from themselves it’s invite only guarded by masked lovers andblindfolded musicians Would you dance if no one’s aware of you? Saschia Johnson
Ravine
The sadness with its sharp oblongteeth and low growl riddled with past livesI’ve stepped too right (or too left) It’s not the echoes that plague me it’s the awkward digits that haunt me It’s his bright blues that call me home and if I don’t watch myself, I’ll return to the arms that fed meContinue reading “Ravine”
Steadfast Peace
I’m already in awe of your greatness I’m not waiting for you to be something new and different Let the night hum at the moonlet the birds sing toward the heavens Nest, build, prepare for what need to, but do it with the peace you give me the steadfast peace the kind that says I’mContinue reading “Steadfast Peace”
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