This thin skin can’t tolerate much It’s like paper I used to look for bandaids I used to wrap up in layers so no one could see But there’s no poetry in that And what’s a poet with no poetry So here I am professing my sadness My thin skin And My desire for moreContinue reading “Paper Skin”
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Maybe
Maybe this is all there is But the maybe That’s what keeps me focused The maybe there’s just as little bit more Or a lotta bit more I think it’s worth hangin on To a maybe -Saschia
You In Me
Dance with me Shift Change positions With me Let’s get lost And find you in me And me in you Let’s work together To make sure We both get through Cuz life can be a shithole Or it could be a beautiful dance With just me and you -Saschia
Wildfire
Oh, how his flames leaped forward to swallow the shadows he could have melted me but I am what he’s made of a fallen star a musical conundrum the dust grips me his natural state a tornado of right now a black hole of present I didn’t want to escape it All I wanted toContinue reading “Wildfire”
The world will swallow you whole without a thought It will take your possessions Your goals Your plans for the future And chew it all like a cow chews cud So plant your roots Find your soul And be true to who you are There’s no other way -Saschia
She’s Dead
I’ve softened from the wheel of time My heart, swollen from loss From love These tipped toes move through the crevice where my suicide mocks me And life burns my loose ends I have become the voice I died for Her crown tossed to the floor Neglected by my attention What is the reason forContinue reading “She’s Dead”
My Motivation
My motivation to write is my family. I write for our future for healing from our past. I write for our dreams and aspirations. I want the best for us. I want for us to grow together and to always share a table. Every word I hope, adds to our growth in spirit and inContinue reading “My Motivation”
Still Written
There are many times I give away my time to write. I give it and give it and give till I’m writing 10 words and starving for solitude. I know I should hang on tighter to my time to write. I should be more demanding but it’s such a slippery thing. It shifts and moldsContinue reading “Still Written”
Reading Energy
I read the same line 6 times Then when I tried to leave I backed into my mother’s car That’s when I decided it was best to stay inside With the book I’m too tired to read I stare at the letters and they don’t stare back The words they have sounds and proper placesContinue reading “Reading Energy”
Please Exist
There is a reason why you’re here It’s to read this poem and to realize this poem’s existence would cease without you It would be silent A dead silence with the night air stuck in a place that never really existed It would lack the chaos of us Trees would fall into oblivion I wouldContinue reading “Please Exist”
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