"When I am with you I could never lose my sense of direction.
My hands are my compass and they are telling me you are my
Home".

Pain, so irrevocable
Always too late once muttered.

You slice & dice me
And, I
Sprinkle you with lovers dust.

You pour petrol on an already lit fire
The smell still lingers days later
And, I
Seek out sweet medicine
Caressing your wounds;
Aloe Vera grows abundantly besides what we once called home.

You're the dog with her tail between her legs,
And, I
Gather you in my arms as you cry
A baby ripped from the womb
too soon.

© Sia Jane

I like to play pretend
and imagine I'm important,
to set up tea parties with
things that don't matter
so I can feel relevant,
to spend time alone
so that I'm the biggest
living thing as far as I know.
I am but a little girl,
small, weak, stupid,
naive, and my world is
made of wishful thinking
and waiting to
finally grow up.