Natasha : Writing

Bed of Filth

Bed of Filth

A Poem by Natasha


Lying on that bedThe best I ever hadExcept , not anymore.The sheets torn offAnd..naked all aroundAs if I knew….I just knewThis would all come t..
Old Ways

Old Ways

A Poem by Natasha


I don’t want my thoughts to destroy the war in the inner flesh.The intuitions scream like a just lit fire.The flames light up your eyes, but you..
Suitcase Full of Wishes

Suitcase Full of Wishes

A Poem by Natasha


sometimes one has to end something and leave the comfort
Hole

Hole

A Poem by Natasha


Disapproval and distance tears apart your insides.Deep inside you know,but it doesn't make 20 years disappear.The pain is still nearpresent and painfu..
Weighted

Weighted

A Poem by Natasha


Sometimes we have to move forward with the pain attached to our backs.Such pressurefollowing - lingering- for a while.The force shoots down.Bricks - a..
the future freaks me out, but it's here

the future freaks me out, but it's here

A Poem by Natasha


Life, presently, is what I created.Downsized to a small, yet livable homeporch with a swing, for those moments.The freedom to travel, but still liveth..
wake before wake

wake before wake

A Poem by Natasha


These deaths are slung up on the wall,like no one cares after 30 days. Watching out the window - saying goodbyelistening to that one Hollywood songPla..
Racing Raindrops

Racing Raindrops

A Poem by Natasha


Today it rained,most importantly- figuratively speaking.The irony of spoken wordswas just foreshadowed.It rained- it poured,but most importantlythe tr..
Equilibristic

Equilibristic

A Poem by Natasha


Between the tightrope of presentand looking up to the futurethe grave is still empty.All I have to do is slip and tumbleand everything will be efferve..
Idyllic Promises

Idyllic Promises

A Poem by Natasha


It's easier to find the faults in ourselves, than to better ourselves. It's easier to feel fear than to do something about it. Just because it's easie..

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