I am the good girl.
The nice girl.
The fallen angel
who hasn’t been caught:
wrought out
found out.
Rinse and Repeat,
my mind is scabby and dry,
as I try and try
to sanitize all the shit
I refuse to own.
Sandra Djak Kovacs
A mom and wife who tries to have it all, and tells it like it is, both about her past and present.
Sunday, 15 November 2020
Drink
I fall like a woman.
Held on either side
by a different man,
Dignity be damned.
My secrets need to be
washed clean even if
it means the grave
pursuit of one more bar
and one last drink.
Sandra Djak Kovacs
Held on either side
by a different man,
Dignity be damned.
My secrets need to be
washed clean even if
it means the grave
pursuit of one more bar
and one last drink.
Sandra Djak Kovacs
Saturday, 14 November 2020
My heart
My heart cracked,
Not like you see
in the movies or
those sweet tiny broken emojis,
But, like a building gone down.
Blasted.
Imploded.
Finished.
Wounds heal.
This one is still raw
enough to give you salmonella.
Fuck. You.
Sandra Djak Kovacs
Not like you see
in the movies or
those sweet tiny broken emojis,
But, like a building gone down.
Blasted.
Imploded.
Finished.
Wounds heal.
This one is still raw
enough to give you salmonella.
Fuck. You.
Sandra Djak Kovacs
Wednesday, 11 November 2020
Everything's Going To Be Alright
I am a silet secret scar -
Wedged in your backbone.
When you fall I hope you die.
In my arms,
Where the loss, the decay,
The ugliness will cry out as I hold
you close and tell you everything's going to be alright.
Sandra XXOO
Wedged in your backbone.
When you fall I hope you die.
In my arms,
Where the loss, the decay,
The ugliness will cry out as I hold
you close and tell you everything's going to be alright.
Sandra XXOO
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