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Caroline Grace Jul 2017
Concealed depression is
Buying water proof mascara
So you won't have to reapply makeup
after each daily breakdown.

Concealed depression is
Laughing at everything
so they won't question
why your eyes always water.

Concealed depression is
staying up until 4 a.m
because it's the only time
you can ignore the world
and no one will notice.

...Or concealed depression is
taking three melatonins
in hopes you'll sleep deep
enough to keep the terrors at bay.

Concealed depression is
Staying consistently busy
So your mind will be too exhausted
at the end of the day to fight you.

Concealed depression is
the impatient selfish monster
that burns bridges as you cross them.

Concealed depression is
feeding yourself lies like
"I'm fine" or "I won't cry".

Concealed depression is
the uphill battle that you don't get to win once;
it's a mountain you're forced to climb every single day.

Concealed depression is
silently screaming, hoping someone
will have super sonic hearing,
swoop in like a bat,
and carry you under their wings.

Concealed depression is
never hugging too tightly
or meeting a gaze too intensely
in case your guts may slip
out before you can catch them.

So when they accuse you of changing,
when they accuse you of rage and indifference,
of violence and apathy,
when they ask why you never called,
when they ask why you never told them,
all you can say is that concealed depression
is like an overbooked hotel and there's only room for one.
All you can say is that you were afraid
Your darkness would drown them too
and then there would be no one left to save you.
Caroline Grace May 2017
Your telepathic soul
Greets mine
On an April night
When the moon rises
Blue against black
Like the bruises
Still left on my back.

You make my words f
                                   a
                                        l
                     ­              l
off a c
             l
                 i
                    f
                         f.
I stumble, searching for them
in fields of violets.
Once collected, the consonants, the verbs, and more
pour from my mouth this:

"My arms explore you
Like apples explore orchards;
I reach a higher state
When your cedar oak lips
Meet my pale birch ones
in twilight.

You scare away the shadows of insecurities
That come alive on my wall at night.
You turn my life into bright acrylics and oils
Too vivid for fingers to paint.

I never expected to
Swim under the influence of you."
Caroline Grace Dec 2015
Rain swept away our pain
From the empty nights filled with
Cold stares and cold stares.
The storm blew through
Tearing to shreds all that we regret
Leaving only the foundation

The skies teardrops
intermingled with ours
as our eyes smiled again.
On the swing, God sprinkled
us with evening dew
and "I love you".

We sprinted as it poured
and the bell chimes echoed
through the foggy air.
I saw us  run out church doors
I saw us hold a little hand in our arms
I saw us breath with finality.

As the water dripped down our spines,
magic emanated from our bones,
flowing out of our souls,
And darling, it was beautiful.
Caroline Grace Dec 2015
I don't know how one compliment
On my haircut could possibly
Ignite an entire firework show
Under my skin,
But that's just what you did.

I don't know why
All it took was your silhouette
As I sat silently in the back
Entirely deterring from Larry's sermon,
But it simply did.

I can't comprehend
How your complete dorkiness
Could decisively alter
My future in matter of a minutes,
And yet it did.

Though not even a glimmer
Of you and me is a possibility
A girl can and will
Dream within the pages of poetry
Of a kiss that lingers with locked fingertips
Of watery eyes spilling out from the hushed passion
Stirred by the inconspicuous beauty you so clearly see
Within every confine of me.

Let my fantasies unfurl in a world
Where hope runs rampage
And love forever thrives.
Caroline Grace Dec 2015
We're drawn to each other like snakes
feeding the other with a need to love
and be loved.
Chemistry unbearable, we hold fast to the fire
that rages inside of us
because it voices our love
better than words from our tongues.
There's no science
to being opposite.
Caroline Grace Aug 2015
Wake me to your heart beat
Pressed against my cheek
As your heavy breathing
Rustles my hair.
I'll kiss you awake with the taste
Of pure, simple contentment:
This is our happiness.

Fill me with the aroma
Of you as you hold me
And tell me to never let go.
How could I leave
What I know to be
The only thing beyond Heaven
That breathes truth?

Love me with the kind
That rattles my bones.
Kiss me with the lips
That pour water like wine
Into my soul.
Be my constant in the chaos
Be my anchor in the tempest.

Weld us together, God
Wouldn't tamper with fate
For the moon and the stars
Bless the air we share
With sweet glows of
The sun to stroke us
Into the new dawn.

Steal me in one fell swoop,
I'll never run back;
You,
My dear, are home.
Caroline Grace Aug 2015
I've never loved you more than when you were hers.
When the tide swept in to steal my best friend
When the frost bit deep in my core
While you made love to a *****.
I never wanted to loose you
But you couldn't beg me to stay

So I rode the fence
Held you at arms length
But all the money in the world
Couldn't keep you away
Till the mirror on the wall
Told you who was the fairest of all
And it wasn't me.
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