Scrubbed
Guts still swollen
And big enough for the world to see
Eyes shut tight
Mind drunk on new fantasies
While my
Finger tips are tapped by their own thumb
music is forming
I can feel it in my feet
-Saschia
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Day Dreamer
Hand in hand
Flames nip at my sweater
queen of myself
Heart stitched to my sleeve
I crave an empty belly
but a full mind
-Saschia
Growth
Flowers grow in cracks sometimes
Roots definitely do
I can keep growing through this
Wait
I will keep growing through this
Concrete can’t even stop me
(That’s a metaphor)
(Because, you know, concrete can very much stop me)
♡Saschia
Kinda Like
I need to get it out
All the earthquakes and volcanic eruptions
Nestled beneath the surface
I can’t simmer
And stew
I have to be honest with me
About my own feelings
So they don’t control me
Maybe it will help you be honest with yourself too
But I’m definitely not doing this for you
This honesty, this truth baring
It’s a completely selfish act
Kinda like masturbation
-Saschia
Finger Tips
the sadness
the moments I freeze in fear
palms on my thighs
the moments I lose myself in emotion
to protect my tribe
they are all me
pieces that will evolve
and die
and come back to life
the smile I can’t wipe from my face
the way I act like it’s a whole new world
when I fall in love
that is me
A collection of those who loved me
and a collection of those who had no idea how
❤ Saschia
Ouch
Pulled tight
Heart slumped in the middle
The strain is too great
It feels so like dead babies
If only I could sleep through fall
And wake up in winter
Making the strain nothing
But a distant memory
-Saschia
Drinks
Whiskey isn’t the right drunk
I know I know
It runs to my brain
And the talking and the mess
And the freedom from social restraint
It loosens
Words pour
Then they make no sense
But the escape
Oh, the escape
It’s temporary, right?
But it’s nice
It’s nice to get away
-Sasch
Threshold
I crossed the threshold.
It took some time.
I paced the door
looked in the key hole
I even tested the handle
then finally, I crossed the threshold
only to find another hall
full of a hundred more wonky doors
This is a nice hall
I hall worth resting in
I’ll test some more doors tomorrow
-Sasch
Gargoyle
I fill my mouth with water and spit it into the sink. The water swirls around and disappears down the drain. They say all drains lead to the ocean.
Freedom
I wriggled out of my skin
And danced under the sunlight
I let the world fall away
To embrace the woman
I’ve worked so hard to become
The floodgates opened
And washed away all my worries
In that moment
I was free
♡Saschia
