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Jan 12 · 62
pieces of me
gracie Jan 12
it takes two hours to loose myself
and a lifetime to find her again.

i look for her in dark bookstore alleys,
fingers across the shelves,
aware i am not the first
and will not be the last,
but for now i am your only.

a splinter catches my finger
and it reminds me that i can breathe.
gracie Jan 6
i dream of november nights and broken cars
germany in march and the bars
in italy by the bay.

i dream of red speakers and fairy lights
green walls after fights
and tuesdays.
i.b.
this is a rewrite of one of my favorite poems
Dec 2019 · 128
we’re talking again
gracie Dec 2019
im crazy and youre an *******
and then we’re both sorry.
i. b.
Dec 2019 · 205
you can't go home again
gracie Dec 2019
i am crying in the front seat
passenger to the roads i once called home
i ask if they have cut down the trees
and you say everything is the same,
but we both know that nothing ever is.
Nov 2019 · 121
bittersweet crossing
gracie Nov 2019
although the trains are not the same
i close my eyes and drift away
and when the trains blow on their horn
i almost feel i am at home.
gracie Nov 2019
when you exhale,
your breath nibbles my ear
and draws blood.
time drips like honey
and drags me backwards
the air is golden and heavy
and i am suffocating
i cannot breathe
i cannot breathe
i cannot breathe.
i.b.
i wrote this on my birthday last year and finally got around to editing it
Nov 2019 · 153
life will start anew
gracie Nov 2019
sometimes the world is soft and kind,
and every 365 days,
the light will become golden again
and the fall air will be crisp.
you will find new music to fall in love to
that has never been touched by the boy that broke your heart.
you will find new friends
and tell the stories everyone else got tired of hearing.
and one day, when you are playing dorm room basketball
you will take a step back,
and realize you are happy again.

sometimes the world is soft and kind
and she will make you clean.
Nov 2019 · 118
untitled
gracie Nov 2019
i would've said goodnight
and i see your ghost but
he does not keep me warm and
all 130 pounds of you are heavy and
dragging me down.
i.b.

i wrote this crying right after i broke up with my ex so its v chaotic but i think its interesting so here u go
Oct 2019 · 103
growing pains
gracie Oct 2019
thank you for breaking my heart
because i have never written a poem
about how much i love you.
i.b.
gracie Oct 2019
i dream of november nights and broken cars
germany in march and the stars
the last time everything was okay.

i dream of red speakers and fairy lights
green walls after fights
and tuesdays.
i.b.
Oct 2019 · 153
my confession
gracie Oct 2019
but for today,
i am still alive, alive, alive
and i will taste the honey
because it is sweet.
Oct 2019 · 216
the bed we share
gracie Oct 2019
tonight i will sleep with my windows open
and i will only lie with you when the bed is bare
i.b.
Oct 2019 · 1.3k
in another lifetime
gracie Oct 2019
i hope that time isnt linear
so i can stop wondering if we could just go back.

i would keep moving forward,
keep moving on,
and eventually,
she would bring me back to you.
"im happy for them" i say
"im happy for us too"
i.b.
Sep 2019 · 221
big bang
gracie Sep 2019
the gravity of two years pulls me towards you
the event horizon is your lips and we are crashing
through the point of no return

in the morning,
when you reach the singularity,
you will cease to exist,
and it will just be us.
i.b.
Sep 2019 · 159
i orbit around you
gracie Sep 2019
how were you supposed to know
you were my universe
when you were too busy
looking for the stars in someone else's eyes?
c.c.
Sep 2019 · 394
desdemona
gracie Sep 2019
if all i did wrong in this lifetime
was trust you,
you will send me to my grave happily.
i.b.
Sep 2019 · 385
blur
gracie Sep 2019
and the years will erode your anger

the image of me
that exists in your mind will soften

her edges will fade into you
and once more,
you will forget
where you stop,
and i begin.
i.b.
gracie Aug 2019
"you cant kiss this one better" i say
and you tell me you aren't trying to
then i get it
you're kissing me goodbye
telling me there is nothing to fix
and it becomes okay for me to kiss you back.
i.b.
Aug 2019 · 38
untitled
gracie Aug 2019
i could not tell if you did not know
or you did not care.
and i cannot decide
which is worse.
thanks mom lol
Aug 2019 · 345
he calls me honey
gracie Aug 2019
i am in love with a boy
who makes me bleed honey,
and doesn't like his tea bitter.

i do not mind, though.
he will always kiss my wrists
before he slits them.
i.b.
Aug 2019 · 521
thursday
gracie Aug 2019
and your halo can be seen on november nights before the car starts
when our breath is cold in the air
and, for a moment,
your words can be seen instead of felt.

when i look out the window,
i see a streetlight.

— The End —