To Anyone Who Thinks I'm Crazy Part XXV

To Anyone Who Thinks I'm Crazy Part 25.
Do you believe me yet?
It's my night,
My life,
my time to shine.
Breathing is feeling and feeling ain't real.
I'll see when I open my eyes.
Life feels like a coma that I won't wake up from.
Shake me awake,
Please don't break me.
I lie awake at night,
I try to breathe,
I try to see.
I'm blinded by thoughts that aren't mine.
Open the blinds,
Let the sun in.
let it shine.
Shine like a star in the middle of the night.
Bright like the sun in the middle of the noon sky.
Thinking about yesterdays feelings,
I feel what I feel,
But feeling ain't real.
How could that be?
So now I'm confuzzled.
Confoozled to the C.
How or why?
I don't know.
All I know is that i need to break free.
Free from the bonds that are holding me back.
Free from the bonds that have no slack.
Free from the bonds that are constricting my lungs.
Free is what I was meant to be.
The sun is shining.
My moon has faded.
I'm out and about,
I know what i want.
I'm free as a bird.
Free at last.
No contricting bonds holding me back.
But then the wounds begin to attack my nerves.
My nerves.
They burn.
They're holding me again.
But this time the pain doesn't exist.
The pain is reassurance.
Assuring me that I'm alive.
The bonds of love and comfort.
The wounds of hate and dispair.
It's warm and fuzzy,
Like hugging a close friend.
Like playing with a new puppy.
Like sleeping in...
Comforting.

Love,
Marri "Mars" Grace
Age 15
WRITTEN: Tuesday, November 17, 2009 10:32am

To Anyone Who Thinks I'm Crazy Part XXIV

Many days, I lie awake thinking of you,
I cry inside knowing I can't see you, yet.
But I laugh as I remember you're smile
And I know it's been a while.
Maybe next time we can run away.
Escape these halls,
These faded textbook pages,
Break these educated cages.
You can wear your electric pink shades,
Walk through fazes of yellow sunlight,
And run into my arms.
'Cuz I've been waiting for ages.
I bought you a rose,
I don't know why.
Maybe you'll cry,
But only tears of joy.
I got dreams of you all through my head,
Pictures of you above my bed.
Seconds,
Minutes,
Hours,
Days,
Weeks,
Months,
Years.
I'm counting these all until I see you again.

Love,
Marri Grace
Age 15
WRITTEN: October 22, 2009 at 10:48pm

Have I Been Forgotten?

Breaking down,
Never up.
Will I remember this all,
When it all ends?
Am I coming back?
Will they remember me?
So many questions,
Oh so many.
Forgetting is as easy as saying "I hate you."
Remembering is as hard as saying "I love you."
In every Believer,
there's a Lie.
For every Friend,
Its all gotta end.
Its Over for every Lover.
And who the fuck invented the If in my Life?
Way over the edge.
It all begins to crumble.
And I start to tumble.
I see no lending hands,
No concern for my safety.
So I think I'm just gonna let this all go.
I'm shutting down.
Because I've been forgotten.

Life Sucks Major Ass

Everything in life blows
But life itself sucks.
I passed the drivers ed class,
But my teacher didnt check the fucking box,
So I couldnt get my temporary license,
I lost at poker,
To a nine year old boy,
My father wont call me back,
My boss wont call me back,
I have no air conditioner,
I'm sweating to death,
I have no social life,
My friends never call me,
My sister wont call me,
My brother wont call me,
School starts in 22 days,
My birthday party remains unplanned,
My little brother is trying to ruin my life,
and I just cant stop whining.
FUCK
MY
LIFE.

Weapons of Love

covered within peace
the monster is fierce
forgetting about the glow
the glow of the stars below
loving you is the hardest
but i know ive been the farthest
ran away to see you
only to end up so blue
caught in a web of lies
inside my lonely eyes
I feel it all die
and so i try to fly
into the foggy cover of night
only to be disturbed by a great light
blind-sided with the warmth of love
i am attacked by the graceful dove
and i understand that i am seen by the masses
i can see the faces
my fans embrace me in their loving arms
and i know i'll never be alone.

Everyday...

Never ever fully sated
starving for attention
craving the embrace
grounded by your touch
floating in outer space
up above the clouds
i strum a riff
and i forget
never again will i see your face
never again will i feel your embrace
alone in the stars
making me go so far
and i find myself sinking again
as i remember i will never fall.

To Anyone Who Thinks I'm Crazy XIX

I'm awake now.
My eyes are wide open,
and my body is craving,
Because I am so hungry.
And I'm feeling just a little abused.
Being with you will set me free.
I'm gonna get my way.
I'm a she-wolf in disguise.
I'm coming out to get you.
My eyes see you in the night.
My body feels your heat.
I pray you never run away from me.
Let me tell you all about it.
*As I howl to the moon,
Losing you will make it hard to see*
It's going well so far.
We'll get in trouble,
being in the arms of a boy.
*Breathing heavily,
I'm attacked by your ravaging*
I'm no longer a she-wolf in disguise.
Exposed and unashamed,
is what you've made of me.
Sitting in a bar,
We're drinking some sin.
Our eyes are on everything but on each other.
But when we're alone,
I have eyes only for you,
and you for me.
But when it's all over...
We go our seperate ways.
Lust rules our lives until we're sweaty and sated.
And that's the way I like it.
Love,
{Evangeline Insane}
Age 15
WRITTEN: Tuesday, August 25, 2009 9:49:03 PM