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I Feel It

I feel the madness trickling in Under the door- through the door Makes my legs electric and My heart flighty Madness waits for no door To be opened It stains eyeballs red As reality quakes out of view Let it trickle let it trickle Because there’s no escaping it. Check Me Out On Medium

Here, I Am Here

My reality is a dream I sit in everyday I ran from it and now I grasp it as tight as I can I don’t want to let it go I don’t want to be anywhere else Here with my loves Among their blooms Among their thorns Is where I wish to be -Saschia

Stitched Together

From time to time I think of you From minute to minute you cross my mind From hour to hour I’m lost in our fantasies If I stopped I might lose you So I leave myself little reminders Moons and doors and stars as big as your eyes The truth is I don’t need remindersContinue reading “Stitched Together”

And Still Do

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

Know Yourself/Share Yourself

There are a million people that will love you and see you the way I do. You are not stuck with one person they are not the only one who can understand you. But it is your job to understand you. When you understand you and accept you it doesn’t matter so much when othersContinue reading “Know Yourself/Share Yourself”

We Us Ours

These arms are meant to be wrapped around you These lips are meant to be pressed against your skin This mind is meant to be mingled with yours

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”

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”