13 Reasons WHY / HANNAH'S POEMS AND LETTERS.

JUSTIN/ POEM #3

This poem is about Justin, revealed in "The Chalk Machine".

Hannah's Second poem...

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It was the smile that did it, first the way it seemed so easy for you to be so happy.
That smile I wish I'd never seen.

POEM#3

This poem was revealed in  "The Chalk Machine".

You can't see what's going on because , what's going on is too deep and too dark for you to see.

Everyone's smiling and talking, and Happy and I'm thinking,

How the fuck are you so happy when I'm screaming inside !

I want to leave , but I can't

I'm bound by the will

I can never give up ,

Why am I stopping?

I want to leave but I can't .
I'm bound by the will
I can never give up .

You do what you have to, to try and survive,
I may be ugly, but at least I'm alive.

# FORBIDDEN FRUITS

This poem was revealed in
" The Chalk Machine".

Hannah's poem ' forbidden fruit'

Oh, Fruit forbidden
So sour
So sweet
I have been banished from the garden and

I don't think I miss it and
Yet I

Want another bite!

# LOVE LETTER

They told me that I was meant for the cleaner life
That you would drag me through the mud.

They said that you would tread all over me that
They could see right through you.

That you were full of hot air that I would always be chasing.

Always watching you disappear after sleeker models that it would be a viscous cycle.

But I knew better.

I know about your rough edges and

I have seen your perfect curves.

I will fit into whatever spaces you let me
If loving you means getting dirty , bring on the game.

The  intruder ( Partial Recovers)

This was revealed in " The Little Girl", both part of the poem are read by
' Olivia Baker's

Hannah's poem 'The intruder'

Here's how it works: you lie on your back on your floor, while the other hands beneath you chant
Light as a feather, stiff as a broad and up you float like magic.

Here's how it works: you make a tight fist and hold your waist
So when you let go and the blood rushes in, it feels like 🕷️ spiders .

Crawling through your fingers .

Here's how it works:  you stand in a doorway and press your arm against the frame so when you step through, the drift up like you're flying.

It's easy to find your own wind

It's easy to believe in magic.

Here's how it works: you stare at bright pictures and look at a white wall and then ? appears in ?

Sometimes the intruder doesn't need to break a window
Sometimes they already have the key.
I'm saying that the house is on fire .
And all I know how to do is write poems

All I know how to do is arrange flowers on the table of a burning home .

I am pressing against the frame,
IAM chanting the right words, I am grigging my fist and letting them go.

I am doing what I have to to trick my body, until the rest of me believes it.

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