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LHF
LHF is a teen who wants to help other teens. She first wrote to us in November of 2010. Here is a sample of her writing.
WritingIt is my handhold on life |
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Don't Hate Myself I learned something today. I don't hate my life or myself. I don't hate where I am. I don't hate the world or god or any of that. I hate the people who have been in and out of my life. I hate the people who put me down and make me think I hate myself.... |
From her blog: http://write-me-a-smile.blogspot.com/
We always think "all the time in the world"
"Yeah that's right I got all the time in the world"
But what do we have?
When everyone is claiming all of worlds time?
Thinking, it'll get better let it play out
Sitting back passively never taking a hold
Never just letting go and doing what we want
Never speaking how we feel
Thinking, okay now I'm gonna run out of this room across the
world
But instead sitting there thinking some other time
I got all the time in the world
Yet people walk by taking that time from you, leaving you with
nothing but seconds
and some people steal the time from themselves
When all the time in the world just runs around
wasting not one single glance at who needs it most
Time is stolen, never given
Time is taken, never shared
Time is never there, when one needs it most
Time isn't there for those who need something to hold on to
time is there for the people who throw it around
Like nothing at all
Time has no heart or soul
It believes not in anything but freedom
Never contained
The world has tried
People have held on and done maniacal things
Just to keep time in a glass, near the heart
Willing for love and their name to live on
But time is like white out on a page
Erasing everything that has ever existed, from this world
Into another world where nothing has control
A world that does not believe in hours and seconds
But this world relies on nothing, but the control that time has
This world, is all about, having all the time
When truly we have nothing but the sand blowing out of our hands
A little bit about me... I've had a pretty hard life. Been abused, never really been happy and now I'm just waiting to move away and start a new life. I'm hoping I'll be happy then. Depressed is how I am. I adore writing and it helps me move to different lands so I hope you enjoy my writing as much as I do. It is an escape and I hope to one day save a life with it. I want to show everyone that problems can always be overcome. Never give up. I promise I won't leave and in case there's that one person who needs me and reads everyday to stay a live, I will keep writing just for you. If you need someone
What do you do when someone needs your help.
You hold out your hand calling their name.
They come and prepare, tell you the world.
And you have nothing to say...
In your mind a million things run
One at a time
Taking turns trying to come out
But what do you say, when you have no clue why
How do you help someone, when you yourself are lost
I have 2 hands to give but no words to speak
I stand here silent out in the cold
Slowly freezing but I won't let go
I am here, forever more
Never giving up on these people
Who just need a hand to hold
I think this is it. I no longer have anything to say. I've run dry of ideas. So I guess this is the end. A good-bye to a world i don't even know exists. It was fun for a short time but now my mind is angry with me. I have fallen in too deep of a love and it is no longer safe. I need to leave now. So this is it good-bye to the world I have never known. I hope I helped someone.
Run away and don't look back.
Keep moving and never turn
Go straight across the world
To a place where you can't be found
Sometimes I wish I has a mommy to coddle me
Sometimes I wish I had a daddy to spoil me
Sometimes I wish I had a family that never falls apart
Sometimes I wish I wasn't me
My wishes never seem to come true
And I'm stuck running from everything I am
Everything I do and have is not what I want
I need a second chance to redo it all
I can no longer control myself
Maybe I am insane
But no matter what I need help
I have no clue what you want to see
I keep trying and it's not working for me
Honestly I don't know who or what I am
The only time me comes out is when I am writing
She breaks free
At night when I'm sitting alone crying
She is disappointed in what I have done to her
I do not blame her
Who the hell am I?
Where have I gone?
Someone please, help me....
Wasted time and wasted moments
What I have come to know
If there is no reason
Then it is thrown away
If there is no reason
Then why do I stay
pacing this empty house mumbling to myself
waiting, just waiting for something to happen
Sitting on this broken couch
Taken over by dust and time
Watching the sunset as it too is eaten in the moment
Soon it is gone, much too fast
I am wasting time hoping for a miracle
All can hope for now is a door to open
Something to let me through and find time
Find time to replace all my wasted moments
Find a reason to hold on to what I have
To live every moment in pure bliss
Please give me a reasons to find a stairway to something better
Give me a reason to climb through this open window and run for
the sun
Run for it and not let it go because that will keep you here
Please someone if you hear em give me a reason
There is no point in sitting in a town that has beaten me down
In a town where every house knows me
Where every house avoids my presence for it will grow old and
empty
Like the one I sit in now
Wishing the darkness would not leave me
Looking at the stars wishing I could touch them
Just feel the beauty they could bring me
Beauty that can help me find a purpose
I just want a reason to hold the night sky with me
A reason to not let it pass because it passing would mean you
would have to leave
I need a reason to lay in the grass and lay my head on your chest
I need a reason to feel warmth
I just need a reason
Not empty wasted time
Not pointless moments that bring me nothing but tears
But then again feeling this pain means I have a heart
It gives me hope for something better
Even fi truth is, I no longer believe I will find a reason
So I sit here watching the sun rise
Wishing he was next to me
Holding me tight telling me this is the first of many
The first of the rest of our lives
I get up and walk out the front door
I look to the sky praying to a god that never listens
To help me find a reason
When you leave,please close the door
I don't want you here anymore
Tell me, oh please tell me, you will love me more
Hold my hand and don't let go
As I clutch an old photograph
I can not help but laugh
All those times we played silly games
As you chased me through the hall and I called your name
Now all I can utter is a deep sigh
A lonely cry because I miss you so
And I know there is no way I can get through this
Because life without you is nothing at all
Sitting here alone
I can hear the wind howl
It feels my pain
It is alone with nothing to hold on too
It keeps moving like a rolling stone
It is like me with no purpose
It just wants to hold on but nothing lasts forever
When you leave please close the door
I'll whisper for you to stay
But honestly, I can't do it this way
All this pain, all these lies
They tear me apart inside
You have become a stranger in my mind
But my heart holds on to the fond memories
The few things I remember
it has been a minutes since you left
Yet here I am already broken
Feeling nothing but the wind pushing me aside
Now as I watch the sky
I realize this is a wasted sunset
Because without you all time is wasted
Life has no purpose
Here I sit
Wishing you hadn't left the door open
Because now I hope you will come back
30 years have gone by and I sit staring at the open door
Still hoping you will walk through
Chase me down the hall calling my name
As I scream with joy
That you have returned
Many years and I haven't moved
many years and here I am
Waiting...
Return to me
I will wait forever by the window
Talking to the wind asking him
to bring you my way