He Is

He is something I want to myself

He is real and innocent

He reminds me of Christmas morning

The moment you unwrap the only toy you asked for

Or that burst of energy you’ve been waiting for since noon

He’s a tight squeeze on a rough day

And just the words you need to hear on good day

He is me

And I am him

A collection of all the things that brought us together

-Sasch

Nothing but Human

Walls cluttered with the sex I hid myself in

Heart so full I forgot about myself

Mind so conflicted nothing mattered

I kicked the pedestal and let myself get lost in immorality

The mortal in me forgotten

Until I fell face first by the hands of men I never trusted

That’s when I lost respect for your rules

That’s when I gained respect for myself

A far fall a slow rise

-Saschia

Thought and Planned

Finally in love with me. From inside the depths of my soul to my roots of curls. I’ve waited so long to feel so healthy, so healed, and so ready to take on life. I thought and planned that by the time I got here I’d be celebrating with you. Maybe you weren’t meant to be part of this celebration. Maybe all the times you made me feel like shit for healing brought us to this.

Aw well, let the celebrating commence!!!