Marie Ellen Grace

Marie Ellen Grace Sep 2013

Do you know that girl?
That girl with the crinkly-eye smiles
And laughter coming out of her mouth.
Just being with her might make you think,
Her life is so easy.
Shes got good grades,
Poise and grace,
Friends who love her,
And a strong faith.

But honestly,
You dont know her.
You dont know.
And you just might be surprised
What her life's really like.
When she takes her mask off.

There is a lot to tell

Marie Ellen Grace Sep 2013

Missing those days

Past those gray gates,
Through that white hallway,
Up the tiled stairs,
Is where, some part of me belonged.

Four years of
Unforgettable,
Eye-tearing,
Jaw-dropping,
Mouth-smiling,
Heart-racing,
Head-pacing,
Body-shaking,
Moments,
No matter how small or big,
No matter how insignificant or important,
No matter how forgettable or unforgettable,
In those moments,
Was where I belonged.

Im really missing my old school and classmates. (five years: 6th grade-2nd year HS)

Marie Ellen Grace Sep 2013

Work Day

Alarm snoozing, coffee brewing
Rushing to work
Phone ringing, papers flying
Late for work
Boss calling, officemates looking
Trouble at work
Computer typing, paper signing
Stress at work
Client talking, hand shaking
Success at work
Pen clattering, ink spilling
Nervous at work
Sweat dripping, Boss asking
Failing at work
"Goodnight" saying, coffee sipping
Alone at work
Tears falling, lip trembling
Frustrated to work
Silence growing, voice whispering
"I am here"
"I will wipe away every tear"
"I will lift you up"
"Because I love you"
Spirit lifting, soul restoring
The Lord comforts me

The Lord is my Comforter.

Marie Ellen Grace Sep 2013

I wake

I wake
with a deep pain in my chest
I wake
with longing ache in my heart
I wake
with loud thumps of my heartbeat
I wake
with an uncontrolable shaking of my hands
I wake
with the sweaty-ness of my palms
I wake
with the cold tingle on my feet
I wake
with the loud chatter of my teeth
I wake
with a disturbing feeling lingering on my skin
I wake
with the salty taste of tears on my lips

I wake,
Every night,
Wondering why,
This happens to me.

I wrote this on June when I was having a horrible night and I finished it at 2:29 in the morning.

Marie Ellen Grace Sep 2013

Ideas

Where did it go?
Where did it come from?
Because in a second,
All was right,
Vanishing in the light,
Of my messy mind.

Flowing in a current,
But then it stopped,
Taking time to come back,
Never quiet the same,
How frustrating and lame.

My good ideas mostly come when Im in the shower and when I get out I forget them :|

Marie Ellen Grace Sep 2013

The Ocean Was My Day

Tossed and tossed,
That was my day,
Dizzy and slow,
Was my feeling,
Calm in a minute,
Next was not,
The ocean was where I was.

All was too slow;
No wind.
No current.
As if the waters paused,
And it made me lost.

But everything changed.
A tantrum came over,
Because hate and anger
Was the ocean,
Dizzy and ill,
Was my feeling,
But onward was my goal.

— The End —