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Grace B Poem
I followed you down the rabbit hole,
Believing in all the magic life could bring.
Thinking you would unlock the chains I wore,
Setting my spirits free.
To teach me not to live in my head, but through life instead.
You knew what to say, to make me feel not afraid.
While holding the key to my heart, knowing your way through its maze.
Little did I know, this was no rabbit hole.
No hope of going to Wonderland existed and I grew cold.
I was trapped in a never ending grave, with nowhere to go.
Stealing the magical innocence away from me as I went
Too late did I realize you chained me to you.
The feeling of freedom dwindled into regret.
But it was too late.
Words you fed me started to taste sour
Starting to choke me in a full force of a drowning power
You laughed softly as you ripped the heart from my chest and whispered it was fate.
For you were mine, and I am yours.
There was no other way to be.
What more could I ask for?
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Forever falling, deeper and deeper I went.
Whenever I cracked and shattered,
You would put me back together again.
The chains that bound me to you only grew heavier.
No longer could I remember the sunlight on my skin.
Memories became trapped in the shade of an eclipse,
Light that they once held gone, buried in feelings of transgressed sin.
All hope bled out of me through the scars in which you had left.
Slowly my heart started to shrivel and desiccate from within.
My body lay crumbled at the bottom,
Fingernails caked in dirt from helping you dig the place in which I lay.
The solitary, waterless tear slid down my porcelain face
As my eyes stared up at a starless sky.
This is where you left my poor, broken body.
Leaving me when you deemed me unfit of further use.
Knowing that I was prepared to die, with foolish thoughts that if I had to,
I would still die for you.
You abandoned my shattered pieces as they began to blow away
Sharing one last thought, oh how we laughed together at our inside joke,
Both knowing that the pieces were too small to put back together again.
So they might as well be lost to the wind.
Copyright © Grace B | Year Posted 2020
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Grace B Poem
Once upon a time,
In the middle of a September
Along a long, winding path near the creek,
I spotted the most beautiful thing.
A flower that has yet to bloom,
The potential of life radiated through and through.
Excited was I to witness something so pure and true.
Not wanting to miss its life unfold
I visited the flower waiting for it to blossom,
For it had so many stories left to be told.
One winter morning did I check the flower,
Only to find it wilted and departed.
Sinking to my knees I wept for hours,
With nothing to fill the quiet void except for bell chimes.
Then out of the shade of trees,
Emerged a nymph fair and green.
Seeing my distressed state,
She took my hands and smiled kindly.
Drying my eyes as she held me close,
The dryad whispered in my ear:
“Do not worry, for it was a lily.
It has already lived a fulfilling life
Even if you did not bear witness.
Come back in the spring and you shall see
The gift that the lily left behind just for you and the bees."
Months passed in a long agonizing wait.
Finally the sun came out with sounds of children at play.
I ran into the wood and found the long, winding path
To that place near the creek
And under the tree did I see,
The most beautiful thing.
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Grace B Poem
Memories became trapped in the shade of an eclipse,
Light that they once held gone, buried in feelings of transgressed sin.
All hope bled out of me through the scars in which you had left.
Slowly my heart started to shrivel and desiccate from within.
*”Exposed in Darkness.” is a four-line verse taken from my original poem, “The Falling.” Date: December 2nd, 2020. Intended for the entry of the Liberum Divisa 3 contest.*
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Grace B Poem
I’m on my own but thats okay,
I can still feel the tears rolling down my face.
Still learning to love, still very afraid.
Still just trying to find my own way.
Yeah, I think I’m good I’m moving on
But the thought of you keeps creeping in
And I just can’t handle this anymore on my own.
I just wanted you to know, want you to see,
That I know why you had to leave.
You said that you were just trying to protect me.
So I try to fight out of this haze
But I’m losing as everything seems displaced
Because I still love you.
My heart still mourns for a love that is now gone
My soul feels of blackened burnt wood as I fail moving on.
Please try and tell me that things will be okay
Reassure me that our past wasn’t just a phase
That it was real and true in everything that we would say.
I know that your living your life
Moving on like everything should
Making the best to thrive
Leaving the girl you once loved left behind
Never knowing that her feelings are still where yours once stood
Oh yes, I’m doing fine
Now your back and I want you to stay
But how can I let you in when you walked away?
My love is still here frozen in time
Can I thaw it out without telling a lie?
Should I keep moving on with my failed new start,
Or should I let you back in?
With hopes that I don’t perish inside
Losing myself to every fault?
Will you leave me guessing or say it’s a joke?
Tell me how wrong I am to assume that you would come back like you did before.
Or will you say that you still love me all the same,
But still leave again as soon as you came?
I already feel you slipping,
Beg did I for you to let me go
If you weren’t here to stay then leave me alone
Don’t mess with my heart like it’s a piece in a game
For I feel more valuable than a pawn made of soft stone.
I'm on my own again, but stronger than before.
I can still feel scars that my tears had made.
Still wanting to learn to love, but paranoid beyond belief
Make no mistake, for you did this to me.
Yeah, I'm starting over again
My thoughts like to think of you still.
For you forever left your mark upon my heart,
Giving me a lesson that's left branded on my soul.
Now, I'm moving forward on my own.
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Grace B Poem
A Shakespearean Parody to Hamlet (“To be or Not to be..”)
To wear my armor or only my bare skin- that is the question:
Whether ‘tis stronger to wear impermeable armor
Protected from enduring more pain,
Or to take my heart and allow it to feel
And, by opposing, to wear armour. To wear, to put up a wall,
No more; --- and by an armour to say we end
The feeling of betrayal and turmoil of heartaches bellowing within
That is something to turn off with a switch--’tis as pressing as a dying man's last wish
Something that shouldn't be easily dismissed. To wear, to protect--
To wear, exposed to nothing but emptiness. Ay, there springs the trap,
For in that shield of armour what emptiness will come,
When I have left trust and love to the fairytales of old,
Must make me think. There’s overwhelming altruism
That always threatens to drag me back from the abyss.
For can I survive the hurt and betrayal that comes with time,
The delicious words laced with toxins, another’s selfishness tendencies,
The pangs of unrequited love that are never to be returned kindly,
The isolation that comes with the relentless feeling of loneliness,
That of those who judge without seeing past the ends of their nose
When I myself could stop it all with a simple metal plating
Letting but yet not one in? Who would shun away anyone bold enough to sneak on close
But that of fear of the dark and losing oneself,
The lonely winding road taken alone
Nobody around to cause harm, but no place to call home
And this is how a darkness grips onto ones melancholy heart
Thus humanity does make us shed bare skin through clinks in our armour
And shows where we are vulnerable to others
With little regard to scars that already reside embedded in skin
And is under a constant threat to be reopened again.
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Grace B Poem
They tell me, "Dream big little girl, lift your wings and fly high above the sky."
But as soon as I extend my wings for flight,
They rip them off my back and keep them out of sight.
They tell me, "Keep your faith little girl, open up your heart."
But as soon as I let myself fall in love,
They tear him and his love out of my grasp.
Leaving me utterly alone while my blood feels as though it's made of sap.
They tell me "Just keep your head above the water little girl, things are never as hopeless as they seem."
But as soon as I get a gasp of air,
The waves crash down on top of me
Dragging me towards the bottom of the sea.
They tell me, they tell me, they tell me…
Dream big.
Let yourself love.
Everything will be okay.
It took time for me to be able to see
That everything that they would say
Was only another lie told to be told.
Knowing that the reality is far from that "truth"
Dreams don't always come true.
Life is no kissing booth.
Not everything works out in the end,
You will drown sometimes, that's just the trend.
Accept these facts, or you shall truly be lost.
Nothing is handed to you, and everything has a cost.
So sure, dream those big dreams.
Go and fall in love.
But at the end when the sun is greeted by the moon,
Never think that we exist in a fairytale.
Wake up and smell the reality.
Feel the warmth of the sun,
But also the bitterest of snow as it eats at your skin.
Allow room for the beauty of this life,
But never be ignorant of the darkness that creeps within.
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Grace B Poem
Running, running, as fast as I can
I couldn't catch you, you slipped right though my hands.
Like how an hourglass fails to stop the sand from falling,
I couldn't stop you from leaving in the end.
Sand trickles by through permeable shields
Not being able to stop our time from running out.
Falling far from what felt like Elysian Fields,
Making me realize that perhaps all sweet fruit that this Earth can yield,
Are nothing but honey laced with hemlock to be poured through the ear.
I'm still running, running, as fast as I can.
Towards what now? I'm not sure I understand.
Just one foot and then the next.
Whispers of warning does Orpheus howl in my ear,
"Don't look back, for there is nothing left for you here,
Just keep moving, and the pain will be easier to bear."
Starting to plead with myself not to turn around like he couldn't stand,
Learn from his mistake and resist the temptation when I can.
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Grace B Poem
You kissed me on the neck,
And felt my body shiver.
You fed me honey coated words
Thinking that you were all so clever.
I fell for the words that you uttered from the heart,
Not wanting to think how they might’ve been poison from the start.
People want to believe that we are all good
Having our own faults and dark corners, but hid them away as long as we could.
But what if for that second you held me close,
You were intoxicating me with a deadly dose?
They will throw white roses on my grave.
The mark of innocence from a life vanquished,
Too late to be saved.
I dare to say that some may grieve,
But what if I’m wrong in assuming that they simply won’t leave?
As the earth around me caves
Entombing my broken body for days,
My hungry soul craves for the tears of loved ones.
However, all that’s found is disappointment as I nurse my parched tongue.
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Grace B Poem
Why do we fall in love and never ask why?
Is it because they make you feel free, giving you wings that allow you to fly?
Or is that only when love is still naive and fearless,
When you are able to open your heart without feeling as though you need forgiveness?
Because falling after your heart has been torn,
Is probably the scariest thing anyone can do.
Even though you are sure that the love for this one is real,
You could never tell them because if you did it would mean it is true.
If it were to be true,
If we were to be real, then what could stop me from destroying this one real thing in the end?
I suppose it is okay to be scared,
And fight to make myself strong.
I'm not going to run away and turn this into just another sad song.
I believe in you, and I believe in us.
It's just a lot to take in, and sometimes I need to hit pause.
To slow down my overwhelming thoughts so that I don't mess this up.
Because for you, I'm not going to give up.
Copyright © Grace B | Year Posted 2021
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