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”
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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”
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”
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I flip my hands I open my heart I see him on the edge pages flip horses run waters rush by or was that the wind whatever it was He’s got my attention
