jaycie

hi! i’m jaycie! i’m a theater kid, i sing, i play piano, and i read (i also dabble in writing if you didn’t already guess 🙃). i’ll try to post more often but high school is consuming all of my time.

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Following

jaycie

249

Writings

197

Followers

352

Following

idkkkkk

jaycie

1 min read

the wallet in my pocket, once tearing at the seams

now its thin as paper, what does that mean for me?

you i grew accustomed to and could once afford

but you’re slipping through my fingers, i don’t have you anymore

this hasn’t ever happened and i don’t know what to do

just sitting here daydreaming about the nightmare that was you...

Poetry

YA fiction

monsters

jaycie

1 min read

right on the edge of my head

that i am stuck inside

a cloudy haze of swirling red

emotions taking flight

i cannot open myself up

i cannot let them in

it’s better to stay tightly shut

or else they’ll surely win

they’re monsters, nothing else

because they never go away

i’m convinced they came from hell

because they want to stay

with me, inside my brain

where it’s dark and freezing cold

they t...

Poetry

regretting you

jaycie

1 min read

i wish you didn’t make me feel

quite like i do

and i really wish you didn’t steal

the light that forged me new

we’ve been on and off for years

you were my safety net

but now i want back all the tears

you’ve stolen since we met

i’m tired of your lies

and tired of your bluff

so i think it’s time to say

i’ve finally had enough...

Poetry

Romance

My Butterfly

jaycie

3 min read

⚠️ TW: suicide ⚠️

Do you remember the first time we saw the butterfly? Fluttering past the hospital window, with you on my chest for the first time…

It was blue like the sky, like the ocean, like your eyes

You might not have remembered then, but I know you remember now.

We saw it for a second time, at the little park just down the street

A few years later, you were swinging high, pumping your...

Poetry

YA fiction

falling

jaycie

4 min read

“we did it,” i say, trying to muster some amount of enthusiasm. cyrus, confused, looks up at me and pauses the movie we were watching. i flash him my phone screen — an angry text from james. “my ex is pissed. i guess he saw our posts then.”

cyrus nods, his expression unreadable. the only emotion i can decipher from him is discomfort from his fingers anxiously drumming on the plush sofa. “what do...

Romance

YA fiction

song

jaycie

1 min read

i wanted you to think im smart

never thought that i would seem naive

now all i’ve gots my broken parts

cause you said you would never leave

i guess you didn’t think that through

didn’t think you’d have a change of heart

cause what you said was never true

by leaving me you’re leaving you...

Poetry

Romance

feedback?

jaycie

1 min read

and when i start to think about him i can’t stop i can’t ever stop thinking and feeling and-

i decide i need a distraction.

i take off my clothes piece by piece and try to convince myself that every layer i take off is another layer of thought and emotion and whirlwind and stress and exhaustion taken off my body.

i fail.

the faucet turns easily, and i watch as water drip drip drips down the d...

monster

jaycie

1 min read

they created a monster inside of she

a danger, a threat, to society

they created a monster of steel and brick

so impenetrable it makes her sick

they created a monster, and her real self drowned

somewhere out there and not to be found

they created a monster with no remorse

and she screamed until her voice grew hoarse

they created a monster, spared of regret

a monster with things to ruin yet...

Poetry

Death’s Bride

jaycie

4 min read

The first thing I notice about him are his eyes. They are cold and lifeless, empty black orbs devoid of emotion. That alone is enough to make me want to get the hell out, and that’s besides the fact that the moment he stepped foot in my house, I could feel his presence. I could feel the chill he sends through my bones.

I shake off the shiver that tickles my spine and move closer to the fireplace,...

Thriller

YA fiction

every time

jaycie

1 min read

i am not a toy to be used

i am not yours to use

at all.

i am not a game to be played

i am not yours to play

at all.

i am not glass to be broken

i am not yours to break

at all.

but i am still used

i am still played

and i am still broken

each

and every

time....

Poetry