Art

A place where rules can be bent and logic defied

where man is winged and birds speak

this is where I write from

and also from my heart

even when it seems meaningless

it is something

it is a piece of me

and I will continue to leave bread crumbs for myself

because for some reason I think I’ll need them

-Saschia

 

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Makers Of Dreams

how bad do you want it

does it drag you outta bed at one am

do you do it even when you know it’s not perfect

and if you don’t

do the demons of regret torture you until you do

would you sacrifice empty dreams to see a childhood one come true

The truth is I’d be ok drifting back into nothing

but this dream it’s got a hold of me

and it’s going to drag me outta bed at one am

and make a fool of me

it will prod me until words bleed from my fingers

because it won’t let me die living on empty dreams

-Saschia

 

My Light