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this was writte for a writing contest, the theme was “the beach”
i didn’t really stick to it, but its close…
xx hett
salt water reaches for my dirty sneakers
i dance just outside its grasp
hiding my emotions behind a smiling mask
wind teases me, pulls at my hair
i don’t bother to fix it
i look out at the harbour see just one ship
alone like me, lonely like me
sand streches out infront of myself
a golden carpet i feel almost wanted
but instead turn around and see my footprints
and mine alone.

hey there, this is written to someone that will
never read it. its for the best i guess.
xx hett.
chance tonight i should die,
would you care, would you cry?
i hope they dress me in my jeans
play a song ’bout lost dreams
friendship is fine, its all i wanted
shame you can’t give me that

just incase i slit my wrists,
the suicide note is in my fist
i guess i can make it one more day
so long as tommorow i have my say
please hunn, keep my secret safe
don’t tell, i beg you

she chains her self to a tree
but the lock, sets her free
love and hate are one the same
she does her thing, plays their game

what they don’t see, they don’t know
she hides away, lets nothing show
they tell her she’s weird and  belives them
so sits at her note pad, chewing a pen

every morning she goes for a run
and all that time she’s having fun
an hour alone no bitches or lies
alone with her thought just her pair of eyes

she cares for the earth, but no one can tell
and head over heels for this guy she fell
this poem has no point not point at all
just my story…… [i heard the call]

you dont know it
but each word you say
kills me a little inside

we used to be so close
but i dont hate you
but its clear you hate me

i beg of you, dont give up
i know you dont care how i tink
but please stay strong

and though my heart is breaking,
i think about you each moment that im waking
i can hear that ringing but its not a bell
not right now always means not a chance in hell

br…brr…bren, i begin to stutter
when you say my name my heart begins to flutter
then i relised it was just to say goodbye
we all have faults, baby, im sorry that i lie

i ask you what you hate most i know your dying to say
“i hate you most,hett, JUST GO AWAY!”
you know everything thats happened in my past
but before i met you, time just moved too fast

i really really like you, more than you will know
the chance of your forgivness is a snowflake in hell
maybe honey one day, you’ll say i love you then my name
but until you do that, i’ll never be the same….

There is nothing left for me here.
A note smelling of purfume and my broken dreams.
Give it up, world. I see you for what you are.
A sham. A poser. A loser. A user.
Like me on one of my better days.

I cry crystal tears that shatter upon the surface of my sorrow
Nothing reaches the depths of my emotions
The torrid waves of lightning torment

That shocks my soul like crack’d electricity
A million watts of sadness upon my
prematurely wrinkled brow
My dry deserted heart.

No one understands. No. One. Understands.
Why??? why?! why!!? why!?!!.;,…
Endless slander of my needs.
What I want. What I can never have.

Slowly you have chipped away at the last
Stronghold of my strength
Turn it off. Turn off the lights.
I can only stand darkness.
Where I may weep alone.

I have fallen into the acoustic guitar.

I’m a quirky grrl who does love, believe it or not.

I feel like I can impregnate the world with my fire tongue.

Other days, I’m more comfortable in the fetal position.

I want you to kiss me on the cheek so I can tell your story.

Do it. Now.

I am trying to heal my insides. It hurts.

i am unique i am special i wont change

i was on a site telling me just cos i listern to marily manson, i’m going to go to hell.
if im going to go to hell, for listerning to decent music, i dont want to go to heaven. life is short and i wont bow down to some fascist preist.
xx hett

Is it wrong to turn away from the god that you know
             to worship evil, let the pain flow?
is it wrong not listern to what my elders say
             to spit on the cross, or refuse to pray?
Is it wrong to wish for destruction, death and gore?
             I want to meet the devil, and I want to score.
Is it wrong to sell my soul to a man with curly hair
            horns, goat legs, and not despair?
is it wrong to slit my wrists, and bathe in the blood
            to dance naked, and cover myself in mud?

its not wrong to listern to MM, or to sing it loud
          I dont wanna go to heaven, and for that, I am proud.