The path has forked Choices must be made but beforehand let’s enjoy this cloudless night Let’s count the stars And make love in the wild No need to rush We’re gunna die either way Let’s enjoy our time together -Sasch
Tag Archives: Poetry
I am Dorthy’s Defense Mechanism
Dorthey has to fight the villain inside her. She tries to stay focused on growth and not letting others bring her down. But sometimes she gets down, real down. She wants to drag her enemies to the depths of hell. Introduce them her friend, Death and fill their bellies with the greatest pleasures in life.Continue reading “I am Dorthy’s Defense Mechanism”
Scared
My field of vision shrinks and grows The distance changes shape as I go Colors blend and blur into grays It’s much scarier to live this way I’m not sure what’s gunna happen ♡Saschia
Linen
Linens hang from me I stand to rebuild and restore what was lost The stench of death will stalk me These pains will ache and swell and ooze And after the burial has ended I will emerge naked, broken, and old one with the soil stuck to my palms Maybe I will master the artContinue reading “Linen”
Joy
The laughter has returned and pangs of hunger dance in the pit my belly She found me And made herself comfortable We spoke of motherhood And Birthday cake She pressed their cheeks into smiles And twirled them on her finger Maybe she will stay My heart really needs her to stay -Sasch (But we allContinue reading “Joy”
I Wanted To
I wanted to remove every piece of me from you Every secret I told Every baby flushed down the drain Every moment I allowed myself to let you see me at my weakest point Every tear that landed on your shoulder I wanted it all back I wanted my love and my sweatshirt I wantedContinue reading “I Wanted To”
Just Behind My Lips
I have come up with a plan! It sat with excitement just behind my lips I tried so hard to cage it in to keep my plans a secret “shhhh” I hushed Anyway, now the plan makes no sense I spoke it aloud to try and find the sense in it but the senseContinue reading “Just Behind My Lips”
Blueprints From Heaven
She gathered the love notes the sporadic ones the demanded ones she gathered her books her sorrows and her understandings and she left She began to build her ark the blueprint laid out from above she stacked her self-love and internal conversations she’s had with heavenly hosts layer by layer This will help her bareContinue reading “Blueprints From Heaven”
Usually Sometimes
Writing in and out of reality Between memories And into the depths of my psyche Sometimes the narration is loud But most times it’s silent It’s usually us pushing and Me typing one word at a time To finally write a thing If that makes any sense ♡Saschia
Words
In the morning I hope they come to me After reading I wait them out While I’m showering I think about them With a blank screen I beg them to unfold In the end I just place one in front of another ♡Saschia
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