The stars lit me up And lined my pockets The dancing wisked me away And spun me up They won’t leave They lift me over the fence Over the moon They dig my grave And soak my bones ♡Saschia
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Freedom
I wriggled out of my skin And danced under the sunlight I let the world fall away To embrace the woman I’ve worked so hard to become The floodgates opened And washed away all my worries In that moment I was free ♡Saschia
My Current Thoughts
I am not always the easiest person to talk to. I am fully aware of that. But: I am capable of change. I am capable of forgiveness, I am capable of learning/listening to new thoughts and ideas even if they compromise my own beliefs. I tried just following a belief system even though the systemContinue reading “My Current Thoughts”
From inside my belly I feel it The agitation The excitement The hope for change and the courage to embrace it My fingers wiggle to the music a pain stabs my side Thoughts scatter left and right then sink into my belly This body so fragile This mind so wild I’m almost there I canContinue reading
Can You Connect the Dots?
It doesn’t matter where you start Just jump in You’ll start connecting something Dot to dot That’s all Once you get going it’s amazing how many connections there are So don’t be a toe dipper Just jump in and start connecting ♡Saschia
Caring and All
I care about what you think of me Of course, I don’t want to care I want to write without a worry Without the need for awards Or fancy publications I don’t care what strangers think of me Or acquaintances But you and I are close so I can’t help but care It’s uncomfortable howContinue reading “Caring and All”
Too Late
It’s too late I’ve tucked myself between two bed sheets I’ve got work to do But it’ll have to wait Because these sheets got me sleepy ♡Saschia
And Today This…
This is the woman I thought I’d never become This reliant brash woman With a bag full of wipes and dreams This is the woman I had never dreamed of being So in love so alive Cleaning toilets and folding laundry with pride I am the mom I knew I’d become but this woman thingContinue reading “And Today This…”
Summer Mornings
4:30 stomach ache fizzy drink dreams dreams dreams meek confident sleepy girl dreams dreams dreams ❤ Saschia Another day another poem Look It Up
In the Middle
The morning crawled into my nose and filled my chest then continued to my legs til I had to throw the covers off some people grind harder than me some sleep through their dreams til their last breath I’m shamefully somewhere in the middle ❤ Saschia
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