Sabastiana Pressler

Sabastiana Pressler Poems

Days dipped in gold and honey,

Shiny, sweet and as valuable money,
...

Silly sad thoughts on boring days,

Seem to come to me always,
...

please help me,
im here all alone,
ive never felt so ugly,
please save me,
...

how i felt about you today:

at 1am i loved you,
at 2am you annoyed me,
...

I don't know much,
But one thing I do,
Is every part of me,
Never wants to lose you,
...

I want to be....
With you
First thing in the morning,
Last thing at night,
...

I was a poet,
And a saint for you....
A concubine,
Who thanked you...
...

I can hardly understand,
All these things I feel,
Am I just bored,
Or is it really real?
...

A waxy smile that never fades
Her iye makeup in different shades
Nurse, stewardess, cripple, news broadcaster
In uniforms that'd make boys hearts beat faster
...

Some memories are so sharp,
They cut me like a blade,
I wish they'd disapear,
But they refuse to fade...
...

so i am at the point
where i feel like i need you
which is also the point...
i want to say f* you.
...

I couldn’t sleep so I wrote this for you:


I never knew what wanting was,
...

Sabastiana Pressler Biography

Well, I was born in Indiana, raised by my grandparents and got to live in many different states across the u.s., we even live in mexico for a few years. I never got to know wnyone for longer than a year, so I am naturally socially awkward... I was always a strange kid and still am one: P I struggle with self image issues and find it very very hard to trust anyone. I have been hurt a few too many times in my short life. Ive hurt a few too many people... I have what you might call a low self esteem, and I push it on others. I do things i probably shouldnt. I'm self destructive. I have a disgustingly hopeful view of the future. I take pleasure in the small things in life, even though so many small things push me over the edge. Im quiet. I love writing, I love music, I love singing when no one is around. I also love animals. Im naive. I think really far into things, but not too far, I hope. I think before I act, even though it does often mean missing out on a lot in life. I was raised in a dysfunctional house and haven't a clue as how to be normal. Everybody calls me wierd, even wierdos: P)

The Best Poem Of Sabastiana Pressler

My Dreams With You

Days dipped in gold and honey,

Shiny, sweet and as valuable money,

Every warm and its every cool breeze,

Every moment I’d love to seize,

Laughter and peace within our soul,

A new memory with every stroll,

Even in the shade our spirits will shine,

Ill be yours and you’ll be mine,

Daydreams come true will be ours,

Doing nothing together for hours and hours.

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