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Feb 23 · 123
Don't Be Fooled
Grace Feb 23
Don’t be fooled,
I smile and bite
With the same teeth



The soft lips

Trailing down your neck

Can pierce your jugular
Like a peach


Don’t be fooled,
This honeysuckle sweet

Turns to poison when need be

See my gentle heart

Can flip to hard

Unpenatrable

Don’t be fooled,

I’ve leave just as quickly
As I came


A fleeting thought

Leaving you whispering
My ******* name
Feb 15 · 107
Watch Out
Grace Feb 15
I can feel it boiling
Brewing like a storm
Pebbles turn to boulders
In my gut

Is it rage
Or a sadness
We can't name

Perhaps a whirlpool
Or a tornado
That will tear down
This whole ******* town

Caution tape
Will not suffice
Run for your ******* life
Do not try me
Jan 31 · 67
Infiltrated
Grace Jan 31
You've entered into my home
With mud on your feet
Stomping carelessly

But there is no rawer form
Than me with my art
It is not a piece of the puzzle
It's a chunk of my heart

It is laying ***** before you
In the most intimate way
It is peeling back my ribcage

And here you are
To infiltrate my safe space
You entitled
Little snake
Believe me, darling
This was your greatest mistake
******* Creep
Jan 30 · 110
Unlearning
Grace Jan 30
I never knew a love
So gentle
Until you

A tenderness so unfamiliar
Unsettling
Uncertain
Waiting for the shoe to drop
But it never did

Loving you
Has been unlearning
Anticipating reactions
That will never happen

Loving you
Has been accepting
That I deserve healthy
I deserve gentle
I deserve you
Because you are more wonderful than I ever imagined or thought I deserved
Jan 30 · 175
Absolute
Grace Jan 30
There is nothing more beautiful
Than the power
Of the human body

The twitch of a muscle
Flexing behind taught skin
To do what you've asked of it


The rush of crimson
Flushing cheeks
When a loved one
Is in close proximity

The awareness
Of who occupies a space
The quick ability to analyze
"Are we safe?"

The pounding of hearts
Racing in tandem
Entangled in covers

The intricacies of our bodies
Are profound
How could we believe
We were anything less than absolute
When you can't sleep in Kansas...
Jan 8 · 255
Weren't Ready For Me
Grace Jan 8
I tried to dance with the devil
But they weren't ready for me
The next time around
You are first in line they said
The fast track to the coffin
Or ashes on your mantle
But they weren't finished with me yet

Death was never inviting
Nor was it daunting
**** had a welcome mat
And home was overflowing with your bones

They always said
"There's more than this"
An aching dull
That you can't quite place
A numbness that rings
Echos between your ribs
A lack of certainty
Or safety
That is bone deep

It took half a decade
To unpack the ideas
You boxed into my head
My voice has shut yours out
Drawn the blinds on the window
And I will never look back
It does get better
Jan 8 · 92
Fictitious
Grace Jan 8
It has been a while
So long I worried
I'd forgotten the steps
The sensation
As you slip from my system
Your poison was too much
My own blood letting

But this is still my dance
It's a lovers lips
Or perhaps their hips
A synchronization
A second skin
Begging for me
To slide back in

My words
Redeem me
With a pen
You are fictitious
And I invest no power
In the imaginary
Aug 2018 · 318
And So Are You
Grace Aug 2018
“It’ll get better”
Comes no timeline
Or strings attached

They say change is slow
But healing
Is a continuum
A push in pull
In both directions

I used to never look forward
The now was too encompassing
Ingesting me

The pain a sea
No land in sight
And I was only treading

But I have made it
Named it
Overcame it

Because I am hope
I am strength
I am resiliency
And so are you
Cathartic
Apr 2018 · 165
10W
Grace Apr 2018
10W
Ate you
To the core
And they still want more
Apr 2018 · 144
What Do I Stand For?
Grace Apr 2018
If taxation is theft
Call me Robin Hood
I’d steal from the rich
If it meant giving to the poor

What do I stand for?
That the ability to work
Is not synonymous for worth

What do I stand for?
The systematically snuffed out
For it only takes a spark
A burn-off
To catalyze regrowth

What do I stand for?
Those in transition
Feet between two lands
Splitting to accommodate
Assimilate
What do I stand for?
Quality care
For health care
Is a basic human right

I cannot fathom
Begin to imagine
How systems of power are
Placed on the individual to dismantle

Brick by brick
Pockets of people
We are the deconstructive devils
They warned you about
Apr 2018 · 729
Who Do I Stand For?
Grace Apr 2018
I stand for
The thousand versions of myself
That no one else stood for

Every single child
Who will grow into women like me
That copes with trauma
Put upon them

No concept of normality
When the hands we trust
Begin to touch
To tear
To take
What was never theirs in the first place

For all the women who ache
For her tongue to articulate
The lost art of language
She’ll never quite annunciate
For it’s grasping at strings
They’re unraveling

I stand for people
Who paths I’ll never touch
Who dance on the margins
Flowers through concrete

For a beating heart
Is enough commonality
For me
Mar 2018 · 332
Rubble and Remnants
Grace Mar 2018
Dived in so fast we burned up upon impact
Just rubble and remnants
Of what could have been

Went too deep
Without knowing how to tread

A temporary residence
That no longer calls my name
To come back home

We knew better
And did it anyway
For the leap seemed smaller
Before we left shore
Sorry
Mar 2018 · 337
Mechanical Reflexes
Grace Mar 2018
Are you still searching for my indent
Traced by the moonlight
Seeking out the heat
The comfort of my bare skin

Is the instinct to extend your arms in the dark
To wrap me up
A mechanical reflex

A familiarity to soothe you back to sleep
A safety net
From the memories
That wander into your dreams

Does the mattress sigh
On only my side
Is the space so infinite
You get lost in it

A sea of covers
To drown in
Or is this the vastness
You were dreaming of
Mar 2018 · 381
The Catalyst
Grace Mar 2018
You have mistaken me
For another woman
Perhaps, a past lover
Or one born from the brinks of your brain
Who dives into spaces
To small to hide in

A woman who would sell out herself
Set her dreams to sail
On a sinking ship
Or capsize it herself

But I am
No longer my own worst enemy
Rather the catalyzer
On my fast track to success

As the silence begins to swallow
Digest you
In truth that’s tough to stomach
It is clear the path didn’t unfold
In the direction we’d hoped
Missed you, poetry.
Oct 2017 · 677
Me Too
Grace Oct 2017
Power in numbers
The ranks of the resilient
For we are not alone
But I wish we were
That to stand aside
Didn't make it your fight

Wish you couldn't fathom
Begin to imagine
A concept so bleak
It'd leave your head spinning

That it would never be too close to home
Wouldn't touch the skin
Decorating your bones

This war being waged
On our shoulder blades
A burden that makes us bend
And re-frame

But never break
For even though it happened
We are still champions
Because what you did does not define us
Sep 2017 · 583
Cathartic
Grace Sep 2017
Most days
I can check it at the door
A coat shrugged off shoulders
Kissing my blades goodbye
Shoved into the closet
Collecting dust and ghosts

But today
I am boiling over
Screaming kettle on the stove
Singe your skin
On ******* contact

My rage wouldn't just singe
But scorch
Incinerate

Obliterate your entire being
So you can never do to someone else
What you did to me
Oh and *******
May 2017 · 582
Magnificent
Grace May 2017
Nimble fingers
Across shoulder blades
Strumming collarbones
The sweetest sound
To touch your ears

Lips made to stitch
Where bumps and bruises
Decorate
Peach thin skin

I bet your body could blush
A deep sunset red
Blanketing my favorite skyline
So picturesque
Even Picasso would hold his breath
May 2017 · 697
Obviously Obvious
Grace May 2017
Tell me
Why
It's always clearer
In hindsight
That the grass is actually gray
On the other side
That the glitter in the sun
It just glass in the sand
Wedged between your toes
A cutting edge
That now seems so obvious
Darling,
Love doesn't just make you blind
It plucks the eyes
Right out of your head
And replaces them with marbles
Not hostile just honest
May 2017 · 428
Metamorphosis
Grace May 2017
Drawing the curtains like sleep
From my eyes
Blinded but dazzled by the light
It's spring cleaning time

Sweep the cowwebs
Decorating dark corners
On the brink of my brain

Snakeskin on the carpet
Finally shed my old self
A million breaths later
But today
I'm reborn

The self made monsters
Just scattered footsteps
Down the hall
Old defense mechanisms
Hold no purpose now

The pieces lost along the way
Were simply just a trade
Even with your interventions
I was destined
To be great
Apr 2017 · 857
Perfect Match
Grace Apr 2017
Perhaps you'll find me
Poking out from her pores
Peek a boo
Through skin

You'll be searching for me
Tucked behind her ear
Lose strands of hair
Drawing you
To trace with eager fingertips

A "perfect match"
Will never shed light
To new dark
It will keep you stagnant
For growth is not synonymous
With comfort

But I pray she meets the mark
Tucks tightly into suitcases
To shove into damp closests
To be packed away
Until the time comes
A trophy to be shown off only when you see fit
Apr 2017 · 925
Cookie Cutter Woman
Grace Apr 2017
My quick wit becomes lack luster
When you promised
It was what made me shine
But you don't have room for a woman
With a spit fire mind

Not your cookie cutter woman
Fitting into a too small of frame
I am quick wit and a sharp tongue
Fast enough where you just might miss it

But my sharp tongues only valuable
If it's tracing up your thighs
And my brains only beautiful
If it's firing impulses
Saying **** him right

You want the pieces of me
That fit the mark
Potato peeler to the rest
What makes the cut?

I am not programmable
To be the person that you dream
Nor would I ever want to be

It took years to come into my own
To cherish this olive skin
And cement bones
To admire my passion
And let it fuel my fire

Believe me, darling
I will burn it down
I am enough and more
Dec 2016 · 1.0k
Be Afraid
Grace Dec 2016
The power in the room
Reverberates of the walls
A steady shared heartbeat
A collective consciousness
Pulsing behind our skin

It has been ingrained
That silence is synonymous
For woman
But our voices
Could shake the foundation
On which they stand

Tell me,
Does that scare you?
For we should


Taught to be timid
Conditioned to give in
To squeeze into spaces
We are wrongfully put in

But in this room full of women
Who have discovered
They are too big
To fit in these boxes
We’ve been given

I can finally breathe again
Nov 2016 · 1.4k
Embers
Grace Nov 2016
An ember
A second away from being extinguished
An instant away from a spark

While the world works
To ***** us out
We maintain our warmth

These obstacles
Simply fuel
To our fire

Perhaps to them
We are not a threat
But forest fires
Start with a spark
Don't you underestimate me, darling.
Nov 2016 · 717
Wildfire Woman
Grace Nov 2016
Preconceived fears
Slip away in breaths
Exiting from my chest
Without you
I don't love me any less

Did not lose
My gentle heart
By breaking off a slice

I am still ablaze
With a **** for life
A wildfire
Drawing the town for miles

I am not your origami woman
Taking desired shape
I am a concrete frame

I am light and love
The warmth of a fire
On your coldest day
Never to be extinguished
Nov 2016 · 197
Misunderstood
Grace Nov 2016
Excuse me
I think you misheard
I whispered
Treat me like I'm worth it
Not worthless
Oct 2016 · 181
Confessions
Grace Oct 2016
I'm envious
Of the freckles
Swirled across your shoulder blades
For the sun got to kiss you
A million times a day
Sep 2016 · 222
Definitions
Grace Sep 2016
You will find what is
Hidden
In what isn’t
Because love doesn't feel painful
Sep 2016 · 312
Vanishing Acts
Grace Sep 2016
Fold me into a ball
To press against your chest
Tight enough to soften behind your skin
Squeeze out my worries
A thousand sighs slipping from my lips
Let me seek shelter
Behind your skin
I want to get lost in you.
Sep 2016 · 1.1k
Aquired Skills
Grace Sep 2016
Existing
In the after
Is a skill I've had to master
Apr 2016 · 1.1k
Cured By Cock
Grace Apr 2016
Shed this sorrow
Clothes peeled from skin
Tuck the worries into bed
Rightfully put to rest

Composing symphonies
Upon collar bones
Across shoulder blades
Syncopated with ragged heartbeats

Writers block
Could be cured by ****
****** into bliss
Replacing perspiration
Inspiration on skin

This drought in my head
Could flood again
Be my muse
Something to use
Mar 2016 · 401
In Spite of it All
Grace Mar 2016
Today I am free
To be me


Seven years gone
A new skin has set in
Molded to my tender bones
Found a place to call home
Replaced the foreign skin
I've been hiding in

Seven years passed
And I did not survive
I flourished, blossomed
I thrived
Mar 2016 · 247
Infinite
Grace Mar 2016
Sailing the sea
With a hole in the boat
Sinking under responsibilities
We forget we can float

Anchored by capabilities
Convinced our bones are dust
Instead of gold

Robbed blind
We are set to drift
But we're not shore wood

We are sailors
Not anchors
And despite these limits
We are infinite
Mar 2016 · 778
Pursuit of Happiness
Grace Mar 2016
Show me enough
That finally is
For nothing meets the mark

Appease the unappeasable
Fill that ache
Drilled into our hollow bones

Searching for something
But if it's a destination
We're due to never arrive

We could find it
Present in all aspects of life
With faces towards the sun
The shadows can only subside
Feb 2016 · 746
Your Ghost
Grace Feb 2016
Has the silence
Washed me away
From the shores of your memory
To the brink of your brain
Your ears deaf now
To the lull of my voice

Can you feel the swell of your heart
A rising tide in your chest
Or are you ringing hollow
A seashells siren
Aching to bask
In my radiant light

Tell me
Do I ever rush your mind?
The maps of  my olive skin
My secrets still tucked behind ears
To carry to the grave

Maybe I'm already your ghost
And even if you're haunted
You still have to live
Courtesy of the fact that I cannot draw so instead of doodling I write
Jan 2016 · 361
Down In Flames
Grace Jan 2016
You’re the smell of cigarettes
Caught between my fingernails
Underneath my skin once again
The ******* song stuck in my head
Blaring on repeat
There’s nothing else
Just your rhythm and I can’t sleep
You’re there
Even in my dreams
Dreams that end in screams
My fists clenching sheets
Holding secrets I cannot bear to keep
I’m drowning in these memories
But words always come too late


They say a poet will keep you immortal
But your legacy will haunt your name
I promise you
I’ll make sure you go down in flames

Two more months
And every cell you’ve every touched
Will have slipped off my skin
I will have my body back
And you will never brand me again
Because I woke up at 4 a.m. and I couldn't breath
Dec 2015 · 1.7k
Master in Pretend
Grace Dec 2015
Maybe this is what trust is
Your scorching hands
Searing my shoulder blades
“I could if I wanted to”
Turned my insides gray

Thirteen year old skin
Stretched thin
Ached to peel away
Where your fingers had played

I was an instrument
But that’s not how I preform
I can only make symphonies now
Alone

I loved you
With every pulse behind my skin
Family
Blood didn’t have to make the bond
My protector
Becomes the predecessor to all my fears

If you’d press your ear against my chest
A reverberation of no’s would pound your eardrum
Freshly thirteen
Stolen firsts
I can never right again

“Don’t act like you don’t want it”
But it was you
Who mastered in pretend
Every word I write makes you more and more fictional.
Oct 2015 · 431
Handle With Care
Grace Oct 2015
You're the stain
On my favorite sweater
A vibrant splotch
That stamps handle with care
Across my forehead

Branded
Your names on the property title
I search for you
In every lovers face
Hidden behind glossy teeth
Lingering in glinting eyes

Take a potato peeler to the brain
***** my scalp of your memories
The only way to escape
*Fresh flesh won't fear your fingertips
Sep 2015 · 279
3 a.m.
Grace Sep 2015
And when I wake
The pressure is too much to take
Hands I trusted and had traced
Pressing on my shoulder blades

A crescent moon smile
Parting like seas
Unveiling rows
Of sharpened teeth

Time has
Made you into a ghost
And you won't stop haunting me
Because I want to sleep the whole night through.
Sep 2015 · 343
Grounded
Grace Sep 2015
Playing parts
Squeezing into molds
With no room for our skin
Let's relive the good times again

Grasping for what's not there
Just gasping for air
Reality a constant pressure
We are grounded here

Tied to our fates
Predisposition to change
But  ache
To cling to all we have made
Because change isn't comfortable but it is where we grow
Sep 2015 · 330
Your Legacy
Grace Sep 2015
When you waved the white flag
Eyes were sewn shut
By our own hands

Aching now to back track
To cling to familiarity
A second skin

But we cannot trace steps taken in sand
No pressable button
To jump start your heart again

But spirits
Linger
Cling here

For death is not a destination
Legacies and memories
Coarse like blood
Through those we love
Aug 2015 · 420
Back Drop
Grace Aug 2015
Wish these intentions
Were never intended
A slip up
From the path we were destined
A step out
Of a synchronized line

But this is an ambush
Baited my gentle heart
Can no longer be soft
When those looking out
Draw the curtains now

Victim
The scapegoat from your body
Bullet train out of your brain
You reframed my world
And I was the back drop

A shadow
A shell
A dream of a future
You stole from me
And it can never be replaced
Aug 2015 · 720
Confines/Coffins
Grace Aug 2015
Confines/Coffins
By Grace Espinoza

Trapped in the confines
Or the coffins
Of beautiful dark minds
Obscuring our view
A constant filter
To the sunshine

I dream to press that
Sunshine into concrete bones
Enlighten you
To the gold already glinting in those bones

I think love can travel an ocean
I know mine can stretch a state
It could travel the world
If you were the end destination

Let that sink in
Settle behind warm skin
Never lose sight
Of your golden bones
For you are the sunshine in my life
BECAUSE YOU MATTER
Aug 2015 · 629
Burning Up Like Stars
Grace Aug 2015
Bottom of the abyss
To soaring in the skylines
Burning up like stars
Empty dead beautiful matter

Self-medicated generation
Roll up the issues
And burn the evidence

The emptiness a sea
We’re all drowning in
Irony at its finest
But of course we are blinded

Quench thirsts with flesh
Insatiable for sensation
Puppets to temptation
Are our heads vacant?

Blessed with a spirit
Burdened by a vessel
We will fill our spaces with air
In place of foundation
A plea to my generation
Aug 2015 · 476
Galaxies Away
Grace Aug 2015
Wish I could lose you
Slip through burn holes in my brain
Alice in wonderland wormholes
A reality galaxies from mine

Instead you remain
The purple imprinted to my eyelids
The melting skyline
Kissing me in its soft glow

Instead I cannot find me
Beneath the folds
Of your ribcage
Peek-a-boo through bones
Glimpses of light
Radiating through your skin
Is only of who I used to be
Jun 2015 · 1.7k
"Nothing good comes easy"
Grace Jun 2015
I wish letting go was easy
A balloon slipping
Through childrens fingertips
Sands that slide easily
From unclenched fists

To feel lighter again
Rid of the constant pressures
Pounding on my chest
Brought back to sea level again

But I am an anchor
Captive to this ship
Depths beneath you
The pressure only thickens
I am dead weight
To be discarded
Whenever you see fit
Grace Apr 2015
Absorb it
Become a bulging
Dripping sponge
Leaking numbers
Formulas
Rules
Until they're overrun

Memorize it
Become a rapid tongue
Speaking
Singing
Screaming equations
The answers to questions
That will never come

Fill up porous holes
Leave no room for flowers
To grow through bones
Push out the empty spaces
Throbbing for love and light
Fill them with uselessness
Nothingness
*For they are aching to cloud your mind
Apr 2015 · 315
My God
Grace Apr 2015
Faith for the faithless
Your bed the alter
I'm worshipping on my knees
Begging "find something worthy in me"

I found my God
In the folds of your skin
Sought shelter in open arms
Mistaken for angel's wings

Gave you all my prayers
And penance
To someone
Who saw me as a sin
Apr 2015 · 695
Back To Life
Grace Apr 2015
Decorate my throat with your palms
Vines slithering up buildings
Press like the walls closing in
Make my breath catch in my throat
A pile of secrets I hadn't spoke

Trace my skin, a road map--
Leaving home glowing in the rear view
Commit me to memory
Mapped in the palms of your hands

Send my cold blood rushing
Frozen heart pumping
Bring me back to life
I've been dying to feel alive

Paint me in your love
A vibrant glowing gold
Pour sunshine in my bones
Rid me of the endless winter cold
Mar 2015 · 1.3k
Ruins
Grace Mar 2015
I built empires
On the future we could have had
Buildings caressing the morning sky gently
Your skin enveloping mine

In the distant future
Beyond the blink of an eye
Past the coast lines
We had it all
Ruling with entwined fingers
In place of a fist

The king to the queen
I felt crowned
When basked in the glow
Of that trusting smile

Fighting for the same cause
But you forged my name
A crimson betrayal
Waved our white flag

Our empire is rubble
A bomb site
Quarantined off
Abandoned
See we could have built empires
*If I'd been worth the fight
So why wasn't I?
Mar 2015 · 533
Unbranded
Grace Mar 2015
Every seven days
Our skin replaces itself
A new untouched shelter
Melding to our bones

Skin that hasn't memorized your touch
Vibrating before it's even begun
Unbranded by familiar
Untrustworthy fingers

The sound of my xylophone ribs
Rings hollow now
A new set of skin
That doesn't ache for yours

*A new set of skin
That isn't begging to let you in
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