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Grace E Jan 2022
Maybe one day we’ll end up together.
Sharing a bed and talking about what we want for dinner.
Immersed in a mundane magic
A routine ecstasy
That’s all I want for you and me
Grace E Apr 2019
me laying on a pillow from our bed. Both pillows are the same in every way.

Toxic Ex: give me my pillow I want it.

Me: ok, but they’re both the same pillow

TE: that ones more comfortable I want it.

Me: ok princess, here ya go

TE: slaps me across my face

Me, shocked, but not wanting to give him the satisfaction of seeing me cry: wow... did that make you feel like a bigger man?

TE: kicks me in my thigh so hard he leaves a bruise the size of an orange

Me: ...  just take the **** f
*ing pillow

TE: takes the pillow and goes to sleep. Wakes up and asks for ***.

eye roll
Yes, this happened to me (sadly) I still have slight PTSD from that relationship. He was my high school BF and the first one I lived with. It was stupid. I’m married now to the love of my life who offers the “better” pillow to me instead of demanding it for himself. WAIT for better. Don’t settle with trash..
Grace E Feb 2019
Singing light
Little sprite
Flutters by my window sill
Translucent wings
The fairy sings
Quite the otherworldly thrill
Grace E Apr 2022
Stitching stories together in my mind
You’re always my main character
My noble knight, heavy with armor
And bursting with chivalry
You’re my favorite fantasy
You’ll always be my hero
My fairytale ending
Grace E Feb 2020
Why does love feel like life and death are lurking inside you at the same time?
Grace E Dec 2020
You stabbed me in the back
Betrayed me with a kiss
But you forgot, when you take a shot at the king
You better not miss
You’re not my friend
You’re a Brutus
You’ve never truly loved me
You’re a Judas
Grace E Jul 2019
Sometimes the most beautiful words in existence to speak are
“Good bye.”
Good bye to the pain, good bye to the endless night crying. Good bye.
Grace E Feb 2021
I don’t ask for much...


Just to be your dark, twisted fantasy that begins as a small thought in your brain and escalates into a full fledged obsession that renders you dizzy, dazzled and beguiled beyond logical comprehension.


Is that really so much to ask?
:p
Grace E Feb 2019
You pulled me closer
And I saw my tiny reflection
Inside the deep pools of your eyes
I saw myself in you
I was afraid
Because I’ve never
Gotten close enough to someone
To see glimpses of who I am
Inside of them
Grace E Sep 2019
She's not the damsel.

She's the dragon.
And she knows who she is.
Grace E Oct 2020
I signed my name of the dotted line,
I took your surname,
Promising you “for better or for worse.”
I trusted you.
But you hurt me.
The saying is,
“If someone hits you on one cheek turn to them the other.”
But now, I find my self grappling with this near impossible notion,
Of not only turning the other cheek,
But kissing the fist that struck me.
Grace E Sep 2020
Feeling the weight of commitment
No one ever warns a young bride
Of the difficulty of promise keeping
Of upholding an oath
Of dying to yourself and living for him
They say “diamonds are forever”
As I’m starring at my left hand
And gazing at my ring
That light grabbing tether
That glittering bond
I realize the diamonds represent us
Represents our vow
Represents forever
Grace E Jan 2019
Drops of caramel adorn your cheeks
You are seraphic
Milky skin
Sun spotted

God took His time
When He made you
Grace E Sep 2019
Dance in the dawning sun light
Feel the cool grass blades between bare toes
Today, you are free
Grace E Apr 2019
Do you know what your name means?
How would you write a poem describing your name? :)
I’ll shine a sun on whoever writes a poem about their name :) Just leave me a message letting me know you wrote one, Incase I don’t see it on the feed.

What’s is a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet. :)
Grace E Aug 2020
Every time you break me
Just know, my bones are adhering
I’m getting stronger
I’m getting smarter
I’m getting harder and harder to break
And one day, darling, one day
I’ll have no more mercy left for you
And I’ll be strong enough to hit back
Grace E Nov 2019
I roll out of bed
And my bones all crack
A throbbing head
And quite a sore back
Ah yes, they say
“Age is gold.”
But from what I see these days,
It’s hard getting old.
And I’m only 24
Grace E May 2019
The lace tapestry moved ghostly  
When a wafting breeze caught it
And delicately tussled it’s sensitive fabric
The dust lying thick on mirrors
And around desks and cupboards
Telling of its immense age.
The mirrors calcified and barely reflective
Caught sight of the specters
This haunted inhabitance
Inherited by gruesome recollections
And apparitions that moan like the wind
Those who still dance in these forsaken halls
The dead who speak in these corridors
Go
Grace E Dec 2023
Go
Never let the cares of this life confine you to an existence of stagnation and inactivity
Never allow fear to **** the wonder in you
Always leave room
For adventure in your heart
Grace E Nov 2019
Just leave me alone to slowly die.
It’s what you’ve been doing all along anyway.
Grace E Nov 2020
She smears on her reddest lipstick
Pulls on her heaviest coat
Stuffs her hands in her leather gloves
Mounts her Vespa
Rides away into the stars
And never looks back
Grace E Aug 2022
He lit his cigar
And held it thoughtfully in his lips
The tip blazed
His eyes glowed amber red
The dark room
Filled with hazy smoke
He’s a dragon
Guarding his gold coins
Grace E Aug 2019
Outwardly,
You had a cold, sturdy hardness
Of a mountain.
Inwardly,
You were filled with caves of wisdom and gold to glean
So call me a gold digger
Because I want to dig into you
Grace E Nov 2020
She wasn’t a gold digger,
She was gold.
Solid gold.
Grace E Mar 2019
Sitting criss-cross on the floor
Of my small, urban apartment.
Furniture is unaffordable,
But I like the lack of clutter.

I find the sole patch of sunshine,
Beaming through my east facing window
And paint the shade “gypsy” onto my lips.
I gently press my mouth and blend in the
shade of melted, orangey red.

Playing low is, my favorites by John Coltrane.
Getting lost in the notes he blows out on his saxophone.
I get lost in the mellow jazz and the warm sunshine caressing my skin.

And as I close my eyes,
Still heavy from lack of sleep the night before. I see you in my minds eye
I see you and feel you in my room
I hum softly to you and smile
I sway and you smile back at me.
Then I open my eyes again...

And you’re gone...
Gone again
Grace E Aug 2021
A grieving heart is nearly impossible to console

For what they wish for most

The one person who could offer some true relief

Is gone forever
Grace E Apr 2019
Your presence started to feel
Imposing, violating almost
Too close, suffocating
Your quirks were
Irritating, no longer charming
You lost your power over me
You lost me
Some people are like oil & water. They just ain’t mixing...
Grace E Sep 2019
We made a promise to each other
And sealed our covenant with a kiss
Looking back now,
I never thought we’d come to this
Grace E Aug 2021
The strand holding my spirit in my body broke
And my soul was set free
I cascaded through oceans of time
When I arrived in eternity

I landed on a unknown shore
The sand was made of light and grace
I felt I did not deserve to be here
Yet I was welcomed warmly to this place

The air was perfumed with love
The water was made of life
The trees bore fruits of joy
And no longer felt I any pain or strife

the best of all was Him
Sitting on the throne
Pierced hands outstretched towards me
He received me as His own

I felt deeply aware of my shortcomings
I felt so unclean in the presence of Him
Yet with no hesitation, He kissed me
And proclaimed I was forgiven

In a moment I was transformed
He made me totally complete
He placed a crown on my head
But I threw it back down at His feet

He was the champion!
He was the reason I was alive
He took the punishment
So I could be by His side

He made this beautiful place
He made the way to be here
He took it all upon Himself
And He took away every fear

He washed away my pain
He cleansed my tear stained face
He gave me a robe made of mercy
And filled me to overflowing with His love and grace
Grace E Mar 2019
Each letter, about 3 feet tall
The graffiti you left on my wall
The walls built high, around my heart
I’m the canvas, to your art
Grace E Nov 2020
I’ve died so many times.

The ghosts of all the girls I’ve been, linger in photographs and her writing is still inked in diary’s and journals from the past.

I know she is proud of who I am now.

And I look forward to who I will become one day.
Grace E Aug 2022
Say my name and taste it on your tongue
Like whiskey burning on your lips
I trace your neck with my mouth
You stare at me like a sailor caught in a storm
Adrenaline pounds in your chest
You shake and pray and realize
You’re about to relapse
Hooked on the girl who smells of flowers and gunpowder
Grace E Apr 2019
She wiggles her toes into the warm sand
And breathes with the tide
The earth exhales water
And then inhales it again
In deep long intervals
The blinding white sun
Reflects off her oily skin
Drenched in sun screen
That smells like a careless summer
Her hair tussled from the breeze
Drying her salty wet hair
She smells like vanilla, coconuts and California
This is her happy place
Grace E Feb 2024
She’s got a face like a renaissance painting
The voice of an angel
And the demeanor of royalty
And she will haunt your every step
For the rest of your life
Grace E Oct 2020
You have a sacred place in my heart
That no one can take away.
Though we can’t be together,
Please know, a portion of every beat of my heart
Belongs to you.
Grace E Sep 2019
He and I
Had the same heart
Beating in two separate chests
Grace E Mar 2019
My heart is beating
But I’m not telling it to beat
My nose keeps gulping in air
But I’m not telling it to breathe
Right now I feel dead
Though my eyes still blink
By Gods will alone
My life keeps going
Some purpose unknown
That still needs fulfilling
Who am I to question why I go or stay
Living on Heavens life support
He whispers “I’ll get you to the next moment. I’ll get you to the next day.”
Grace E Jan 2019
Her hands were bohemian.

Guitar string calloused finger tips,

Colorful paints speckled her skin.
Fragrent reds, gypsy yellows and healing greens.

Dense plant soil beneath her nails.

Her hands created,
Her hands cooked,
Her hands served,
And toiled.

Her hands were bohemian.
Grace E Dec 2020
There’s no way of knowing
The when or the where
No way to discern
No measurement fair
But every so often
Out of the mire
Emerges a Phoenix
With its wings set on fire
Out of the mundane
Out of the drudgery
Out of  humble stations
Comes the extraordinary
Out of humanity
Rises a valiant heart
Which exceeds the rest
And stands apart
Grace E Jun 2020
She was sophisticated,
Girlish, wide eyed and curious
Peculiarly innocent, but wise beyond her years
She had a rambunctious side
It wasn’t beyond her to climb up a tree
Or run through a sprinkler on her daily walk
She was just herself
And that’s the only person she wanted to be
Grace E Sep 2019
“Why don’t you just leave him?”
Any addict will tell you
It’s not that easy.
Grace E Dec 2019
He used to bring her flowers
When her youth was in full bloom
She was ravished with fragrant colors
In her dewy faced afternoon
He used to bring her flowers
But as rose-petal girlhood began to atrophy
The flowers stopped arriving
The flowers vanished and so did he
Grace E Mar 2019
Black bark looms
Deep inside the misty forest
Moss intertwines
With branches
We hike side by side
Until we realize
We are chanting
A haunting composition
Of quiet wishes
And confessions to each other
Naked in each other presence
Yet fully clothed
Naked underneath these branches
We whisper our hearts
To the earth and each other
Silently
We scatter the ashes of our brokenness
Beneath the leaves
Him
Grace E Dec 2020
Him
The rapid “tick tock tick tock” of the clock
Slowed down when you entered the room
It eased into hypnotic rhythms
And matched my shallow breathes
Which slowed down, even though my heart beat sped up
I could sense our souls overlapping
As they always do when we are near
An instant familiarity
Kindred spirits
Two hearts that yearn for adventure
Dream of tomorrow
Dance in optimistic visions of the future
As the world burns
We have hope
And I think that is why I’ve fallen in love with you
We march to the beat of the same drum
Grace E Feb 2019
Saintliness
Bought at a fee
Unconditional
Love Xs three
So blind eyes
May finally see
Held him there upon that cursed tree
There was a penalty to pay for you and me
For our willful wayward wandering and
Our depravity  
He came to set
The captive free
heal the broken
Calm the sea
Release us from
Our treachery
To show us all
That we can be
When His holy feet
Touched history
Grace E Mar 2020
The deeper his feelings for her grew
The further he pulled away
For these were feelings that he had learned early on
Will break you completely
Grace E Jul 2019
A love like his,
Unrelenting in its pursuit,
Unyielding in its passion
Alluring, comforting
His is no human love
It’s the love
That will chase you down into eternity
Grace E Apr 2023
In great rooms of heaven
In hallowed halls where Glory resides
In rays of light which beam from His face
From a throne that rules the universe
From lips which uttered stars
And hands that authored mankind
From an imagination that conceived the depth and breadth of the oceans
Which birthed every animal and tree
From Him, came me
And even more joyously unfathomable, I was always part of His plan
Grace E Mar 2019
She wrapped herself in his words,
They fit her perfectly.
She danced in front of the mirror,
In her pretty new ensemble.
“This is what he thinks of me”
Is what she painted her lips with,
The cuffs that adorned her wrists,
A silken robe that glazed her curves.
His words were, a grand jewel hung from her neck.
& she was so proud to flaunt them.
Grace E Mar 2022
My love, you’re nectar to me
I desire your sweetness in the morning
Your mind is delicious
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