Hannah Hebditch

I cradled your lifeless figure in my arms
Smeared blood across my fingers as I
Stroked your porcelain skin and
Dark hair back over your glassy eyes
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Tough times never hurt like these
When all went down I still had my dreams
But they’re stating to drift away
I’m beginning to lose my place
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I never understood why you held so many secrets in your closed hands and only fluttered them open when our backs were turned to the walls. Walls can’t reflect the fragile heart we don’t see.

I never understood why you hurt so much, blood on the floor, vomit covering your brittle fingertips and the sweaty handprints trailing up through your bed to the ceiling attempting to rip holes from the paper box you’ve been placed in. When will you realise that your bones are already coated in the acid falling from your eyes? Let go. When will you go to sleep?
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What if I told you
I’ve got a bruised heart
And my tears always fill in the dents
Would you try to drain out the hurt?
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Ballet shoes strike the wooden floor, slipping in and out like a mop swiping away boredom
Dancers pirouette around continuously as they watch their perfect world spin in the most interesting ways
They step on and off point clattering the deadness of the still floorboards
It’s my dream, my future…
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If I fall will you catch me?
Before I hit the ground
And every hope I’ve got bleeds out
Will you feather life over my limp body?
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Flowers searching with seedless eyes
Reaching for their destiny’s up above clouds of pale mystery
Trying to read the suns burning lines
But getting scorched on fingers of hope
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Please, will you take a minute to look me in the eyes?
See this salty flood rushing down my cheeks
Salt heals- but it didn’t this time- it stung
The wounds resting under my skin
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Stop, don’t tell me
About the shining gemstone in the sky
We call it a moon, but it’s somewhat beautiful
And when it sinks
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Nine days ago you told me
Not to worry about people, reality
And here you are, trying to buy me back
I’m not a child’s doll, an idiot would realise that
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I always used to wonder
Why someone turns out the lights
And all of a sudden, fast beating
Erupts from inside, like a drum under your heart
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Even though my eyes are blurry
And the words in my head are drenched
In yesterday’s tears, blood smeared across
My windshield, I know your hiding
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Woken up- I’m dreaming now
A fire bird swoops over my shoulder leaving a
Flame bleeding cracked lines down my silk dress as I crush
Its heated intensity beneath my black and white blanket,
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It’s a hard sailed ship fallen to the end of your tears
It’s the hope bleeding from your eyes
You told you were okay
But I know you’re just as blind as I was
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Yesterday I was a person walking in the wind
Now I’m a shadow from the past
I keep trying to reach
These little secrets ready to fall from the cliff’s edge
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They used to say that a little bit of hope goes a long way
Never gets crushed beneath our travelling feet as we run
Straight through what really matters
Even if we slip across the jagged paths creating rips and dents in our bruises
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Water
Is clear blood
Warming our bodies
Too fragile to know its cold outside
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I thought today would be
Different, but there’s still blood smudged
Into my eyes, tears drowning my heart
It’s still a river of emotions stabbing on the
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Your heart beats another million times
As another plane crosses the line
Missing everything
And more days are scraping
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Let the sky hold you on its soft white tissues
As light as dust slowly devouring your once used bed
Watch the smooth daylight turn to rough black
Releasing stars of shining armor
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