It always matters it’s always a big deal hearts souls sex chance encounters those skipped heartbeats grasp em collect them hang em on the wall as reminders of the times you’ve once lived -Sasch
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Current Space
The lies of yesterday No longer haunt me The future a blur of goals and fantasies Still my confidence doesn’t waiver And my security becomes a brace I’ve never been this woman It’s uncomfortable But hey this is my current space -Saschia
Colored Lights
Gathered inside by the tinsled tree A masked woman vaccuums Nutcrackers tucked away for a fine year But the colored lights still twinkle As dust gathers in the air And hearts rustle Snow falls gently outside -Saschia
It’s Been Waiting
The world has greeted me As if I’ve been exactly what it’s been waiting for. After all this time I’ve been giving it to everyone else I think it’s been waiting for me to finally give it to myself -Saschia
Alive
I chain myself to things I love most And free myself from anything else Sometimes the chains weigh me down But what is pure love without the weight of chains And the freeing it aches real bad Because even though I don’t let those things chain me The desire for them will always be there.Continue reading “Alive”
Bared Bones
Bare bones splinter A man voices his disregard An ache low and bitter Sits in my blood The uplift The drop The dazed eyes searching for something They always knew -Saschia
Safe
Tucked under my blankets The doors are locked The kids have kissed foreheads And warm toesies Safe from the cold damp night -Saschia
I’m Home
The lights turn on I’m on my way home Stripped bare In a constant state of reflection The web The red connections And moments that were always meant to be -Saschia
This is Who
I watched her rise above I watched her question who she really was And demand who she would become She didn’t sit still for a moment longer She pushed through and persevered And now her home is quiet And still She worked for this peace She stepped out and stood tall And worked til herContinue reading “This is Who”
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
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