The Feels

I have gone through my own rough times. I have pretended like I didn’t care about things till I truly didn’t care about them. I didn’t want to care anymore. I wanted my feelings to go away so I could just move forward in life and not be held down by them. I hurt myself in the process. Losing my feelings made it so that people couldn’t hurt me

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Farming Character

Our yesterdays linger on the back of my tongue

He’s locked the door again

No one is allowed in but him

And his music and his revenge that sits between his back teeth

I say I don’t feel safe

And I’m sad and I’m scared

But those words fall to the wayside

And so yesterday returns

That stuck feeling

That threatening feeling

My tongue itches so I bite it

And I bite me

And I bite him

A marked beast ready for slaughter

Oh heavens above, am I lost in the wind?

“No,

You are anchored deep in the richness of the earth

Full of flavor

Some seeds fall to wayside

Others are taking root

To return hundredfold, sixty, thirty

-Saschia

Until Then, I Write

I am here and I am not leaving

I am in love and I will not stop loving

This place is what I’ve created for us

And I will continue to keep creating it for years to come

I will wait

I will cry

And I will write

Until you are wrapped in arms of safety

And we will build together all the things we’ve been missing

-Saschia

I Feel You

I feel it

I feel her

Please, someone help her forgive herself

Someone tell her to take responsibility for her own life

That’s the only way

Tell her stop worrying about everyone else

It’s not healthy and its showing is her life choices

Shes trying to just destroy herself

But shes tearing apart everyone else

Tell her she can do it

You can do it

Rest rest

Breathe

Let that shit go

All the shit

He is not your job

She is not your job

Your job is not even your job

You are your job and that’s it

-Sasch

She’s a Pretty Mistress

She wasn’t ugly

Not by far

Actually, she had a pretty face

A face you’d see in the mall

Maybe the girl across from you

buying panties and a bra

You know

the one you smile at and politely

say excuse me to

She looks like she could be

your favorite cashier

Or someone who got straight A’s

in highschool

She and I

We both felt that powerless sting

We both sat and wondered

What it is we did

to be left

Was it the sex

Was it something we said

Both forgotten

After so much effort

And of course

We should have known

I mean, we knew

We knew he wouldn’t stick around

And someday another woman

would come

Maybe the new girl will have

the same basic name as hers

Because it’s highly unlikely

to be the same as mine

in spelling at the least

But still

the powerlessness

It feels like bondage

And no

she and I

we do not compare

Maybe in another world

In another place

In another time

My face is no basic face

And my body meticulously sculpted

by babies

Some dead some alive

And so while we are connected

she and I

By the same

Powerlessness a man has brought to us

We are not one in the same

And I hope and pray

That I never make the same mistake

She did

Of falling for a married man

And acting on it

-Saschia