The things that once brought me meaning still bring meaning The pressure only added value now they glisten and blind me and turn me over as if I’ll never be good enough for them but I still value those things the things that once had meaning and still do -Saschia
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Kiss Me
While the world wastes away on a monotonous routine step outside of it all and kiss me hard. Don’t kiss me hard only after everything is falling apart Kiss me hard when everything is going right There’s no point in waiting This is what life is: connections, honesty, bravery Show up, kiss me. It’s notContinue reading “Kiss Me”
Returned Energy
I finally feel the energy I’ve craved I feel this tingle in my toes Ready to go go go I want to reach goals I want to give hope I feel my strength returning It gives me the courage to lose To fail I’ve burned my backpack full of grief And pushed life out ofContinue reading “Returned Energy”
Empowerment for the gas lit
They’re going to belittle you and question your thoughts Keep empowering yourself Keep thinking They’re going to tell you how you should feel Keep feeling every little thing that ripples through your veins They’re going to tell you don’t worry about it now you have your whole life ahead of you Get it done They’reContinue reading “Empowerment for the gas lit”
Us and Our Art Space
You’re the words I want to hear and the voice I seek in the darkness. You’re the first person I think to call when I have good news And the one I run to with my bad thoughts I can’t help it Separate lives, shared thoughts Working together to create something With nothing but theContinue reading “Us and Our Art Space”
Empty Fields
Ah here comes the depth Here comes the midnight walks In an empty field filled with ghosts And blood and Screams from so many past lives I’ve been here too many times To care much about the escape I’ve come this time to dance With the shadows -Sasch
Her Looming Shadow
I spin her round Like a top No, more like a dance partner She’s mad She’s not interested in being spoken to this way What does she know? She asks the heavens And I dig in I know about the sex I know about the dirty little things she does when she thinks nobody’s lookingContinue reading “Her Looming Shadow”
Dear Lover
The life you desire doesn’t exist with me It makes me sad I’m not the one for you I’ve no desire to grow into something created for you I’ve stepped away from the crowd I spend nights on the outskirts of town Contemplating the darkness within me I’ve nothing to give but words on wordsContinue reading “Dear Lover”
Martyr
My words have left for the hills They’ve been slaughtered Like the fattest calf And sent to the heavens In billows of smoke I hope god accepts them I hope he let’s me come in As spirit After the slaughtering I hope the priests eat well Their bellies full enough to teach And lead AndContinue reading “Martyr”
Solipsism
She’s gone snuffed out with just a thought not a person could save her or her body or her works dead and gone the gift of being mortal the gift of life to gift your body into the hands of another because there is no fight there never was pain is an act of lifeContinue reading “Solipsism”
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