Chandy Grace

Poetic Adventures


December 2017

(Originally posted to Instagram @chandygrace )


Is this what it is like to  Tremble on the edge?


With the songs being whispered in the night, the world trembles and exhales. There is no burning pressure, no fight, nothing left inside. There once was a mad, mad burning. But now, standing together, nothing. No emotions, no crazy yearning.... Continue Reading →

The world spun faster. She laughed. She laughed. Dead, was the master. She cried. She cried.

I am not a religious individual. This does not mean I can not celebrate.

Christmas was a fair time in my memories. There was always such joy in bullying my sisters for control of the movies, arranging the Christmas decorations, and indulging in ridiculous amounts of sweets. As I grew up and away from... Continue Reading →

Nothing but ice. Nothing to recollect. Worthless, the sacrifice. Lost, the disrespect.

Do I have goals?

I've asked myself this constantly. I have wants and desires, but are they considered goals? I am a college drop out, have debt, and am miserable. But, what 23 year old isn't like that in some way or other? I... Continue Reading →

I am slipping.

I was fine. I was fine. I was fine. Roll over in the morning, I see your face. I smile and feel butterflies. I get up. I brush my teeth. I braid my hair. Get dressed and spray on perfume.... Continue Reading →

The sky is cold. The lights are dim. Hold me tight. There is no warmth. Keep me close. Do not let me drift. I need your flame. Times are grim.    

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