oh500

oh500

A Poem by Billie Hanzen

another sleepless nigth.
another sleepless night to fight.
why am I sad when I had to do it?
family means the world to me.
FAMILY!
heat attacks attacked my body all night.
haven't slept yet, and it's 0456 in the morning.
I hate being sick so much that it makes me sick!
miss you bro!
please tell me if your okay.
please?
I got razorblades down my troath.
can't breath trough my nose.
how come this little thing makes me so sad?
if someone can tell, PLEASE F*****G TELL ME!
the sound of my brother crying is stuck to my ears.
my bones are chillin as the clock turns 0500..
rewind.
Hey, I was just going to say I'll be there at 1400.
Okay, can't wait to see you. We are gonna chill our a*s out!
Holla.
Holla bro.
back to the future.
nah, didn't happen.
too f*****g sick.
I love you so much it makes me sick.
cigarette after cigarette.
my troath's gonne die soon!
miss you bro.
next week?
I'll holla at ya!

© 2011 Billie Hanzen


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Wow. Intresting xD
Good job



Posted 13 Years Ago


Interesting..good job

Posted 13 Years Ago


Really good xD :D

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Added on July 9, 2011
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Billie Hanzen
Billie Hanzen

Odder, Denmark



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Hi. I'm 17 years old and live in Denmark. I've been writing music, poems and stories for several years now. I play guitar in the screamo/metal band LaVey, and I also sing and play guitar in the punk.. more..

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