Stretched too thin I stiffen My skin hard as rock My mind static as a telephone in the wind I rest in a fetal shape as Waters rush around me A let them I let them rush a by til my brain gets better service And my skin softens again -Saschia
Tag Archives: life
Make Em Squirm
People are more comfortable when you live a life similar to their own, but we weren’t put here to make others feel more comfortable. Live loud make em squirm.
The Shows Over Now
The banquet hall’s empty Not a single piece of confetti left to prove our existence Bare floors Bare walls A bare heart left in the middle of the room …
Under The Knife
Fear’s shadow lingers in the crack below the door I keep that door locked Even though sometimes it swings wide open I pace by it from time to time But I don’t even touch the handle I hate to twiddle my thumbs While I think up the worst case scenario I don’t even like toContinue reading “Under The Knife”
It Was Good
First thing today, is to figure out how he will love her. He loves her, that isn’t the question. But how would he show her? Yesterday, it was with a small note, I love you handwritten on it that hid underneath her tea cup. A teacup he picked out for her and filled with blackContinue reading “It Was Good”
The Night Sky Tells It All
My heart is growing I can’t hide the truth It’s breaking free I can keep quiet but only out of respect to innocent The fight is still in me but the direction in which I focus has narrowed to only my art my art which is vast but what matters is I’m focused -Saschia TimeContinue reading “The Night Sky Tells It All”
Ruined
The makeup drips down her face Black tears There’s more to all this She knows it She feels it in her bones Even though it was wrong She knows that too But there was this push much stronger than before An urge she’s never felt She wasn’t herself or was she Is this what beingContinue reading “Ruined”
Time Slip
The heavens land at my feet And hell underneath my breath My understanding triumphs over my other self While she prays pleadingly I gaze at her like an open ocean Strong and consistent Her dreams clinched in my fist Hold my hand hold me tight I don’t want to go on without you -Saschia
The Collective
In a few hours things will settle back into place Unless I don’t want them to I have thought myself into a sort of teeter totter The good runneth over the bad hiddeth my cup but in a few hours this piece will join the rest and I’ll be one step closer to whole -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”
