Unwrapped Unhinged Dressed down to get them to see My eyes Look at me Stay out of my hair Get under my nails Oht, did you just yell at me? I wanna chase you but I won’t Float away Go, go ahead now
Tag Archives: Poetry
Paper Skin
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”
Cling
Sometimes it’s as simple as visiting your your grandmother Or chewing the same flavor gum you chewed in highschool But most times it’s letting go of something you’re not ready to let go of And that’s the simple truth we should be clinging to -Sasch
Out in the Open
Hiding in peace No, not hiding Just put away in no special order Head on her shoulders Hips below her waist But her mind it’s in the books And late night conversations It’s searching out in the open While everything else Is not hiding No, not hiding Just put away in no special order -Saschia
The Dance
The walls dance around me The floors present and safe Until there’s a gap Between the floor and my feet The tea is ready the carpets are slapped clean Let me see Let me see Ah, the walls waltz a waltz I know Shall we dance The walls shift and play And I scream withContinue reading “The Dance”
Self-doubt
Self-doubt is a bitch She sneaks up on you with questions Simple logical questions And then she brings in reason And your well-meaning friends That’s when everything you wanted to do becomes a mountain Do it anyway Fuck self-doubt and all her questions
Her Approval
She is filled to the brim With her own approval There were days when she looked for it in others But one day she decided the only one she needed approval from was herself
For Myself
I am selfish with my love for the world For you For us I will love you inside out I will push and prod and poke I will release and catch And give you space All to make the world a better place Because that’s what I would want For myself -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
Steady
The ground freezes I’d have lost my footing But over the years I left pebbles And words and stories To hold me steady I still fall But I land on poetry I don’t think there is anything more artistic Than landing on poetry -Saschia
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