Hannah's Poem • "What if my melodies are the one's nobody hears?"

Hannah's Poem • "What if my melodies are the one's nobody hears?"

Wow, this is scary. Today, I am wearing lacy black underwear. For the sole purpose of knowing I am wearing them. And underneath that? I am absolutely naked. And I've got skin. Miles, and miles of skin. I've got skin to cover up all my thoughts like saran wrap that you can see through what leftovers are inside from the night before. And despite what you might think my skin is soft and smooth and easily scarred. But that doesn't matter, right? You don't care how soft my skin is. You just wanna hear about what my fingers do in the dark. But what if all they do is crack open windows? So I can see lightening through the clouds. What if all they crave is a jungle gym to climb for a taste of fresher air? One, two, three. Some girls know all the lyrics to each others songs. They find harmonies in their laughter. Their linked elbows, echo in tune. What if I can't hum on key? Wait! Come back! What if my melodies are the ones nobody hears? Some people can recognise a tree a front yard and know they've made it home. How many circles can I walk in before I give up looking? How long before I'm lost for good? It must be possible to swim in the ocean of the one you love without drowning. It must be possible to swim, without becoming water yourself. But I keep swallowing what I thought was air I keep finding stones tided to my feet. It sounds like shit. Do you write? You look like you write. I do but- not in a show anybody – ever. You knew the shit I shared was personal. You knew where it came from and you knew it would get people talking. You should publish this. No – no way. And then you turned around, and made my most private thoughts a public spectacle. [Today I am wearing lacy black underwear] [I wonder who's the skank who wrote this?] Why would she write something like this? It's so humiliating. It's her writing. I can totally recognise it. What the hell, Ryan? So you bare your heart to one person and everybody ends up laughing. How could you do that to me? I did you a favour, Hannah. You're a beautiful poet your work deserved to be heard. It's my life Ryan, it's not yours! Get your own! I wonder who wrote it. One dark human being, that's for sure. I'm not sure I'd want to hang out with her. Hannah, was crying out for help right under their noses. And under ours. And we need to move. No, I'm a- paperback, write in the margins kind of girl. I'm never going back. Hey, it's so good to see you. We've missed you. You have? Shit happens, and people suck. Well um- I don't really write poetry anymore. Maybe that's why I stopped writing? And eventually started making tapes. I started with Justin Hannah, right? Right. and then Jessica. Who each broke my heart. Fuck you! Alex Tyler Courtney Marcus. Who each helped to destroy my reputation. What the fuck, Courtney? Yeah, everyone already thinks she's a slut so why not just pile on? On through Zach, and Ryan who broke my spirit. Why me, Zach? Why me? Through tape number twelve. Bryce Walker. We're just having fun. Who broke my soul. But a funny thing happened as I finished number twelve I felt something shift. I had poured it all out. And for a minute just a minute I felt like maybe I could beat this.

30 thoughts on “Hannah's Poem • "What if my melodies are the one's nobody hears?"

  1. have you ever felt reaching for someone you love but will never have

    it's like walking a path filled with broken glass

    every step i make towards my desire

    my feet are suffering but my heart is on fire

    i'm eager to reach the one i love

    so i run and run and tears start to fall

    my tears became waterfalls

    mixing my salty tears and blood from my feet behind the path

    just to reach the one that i long

    the one i love

    and soon enough our feet will be facing each other

    in my mind, i'm hoping we'd finally be together

    and i'd look behind the path that i took
    and see how much it takes to be with the one you love

    but i'd finally get to say that you are the person i love

    and i know the next thing i'll hear is that
    i'm not the one you love

  2. I was raped and after 4 years and after suffering I found my love. I told him my story he said that he is with me after 1 year engagement he left me bcz he is not trusting me and will never ever trust me 😑😥really he killed my feelings…..sorry for loving you and giving you my life

  3. Sometimes I cry so hard that I drown my own self but that doesn't seen to help sometimes I cry but that's all I can do right I mean it's not like someone can hear me right? People always say you can always talk to me but can I really life is nothing but scar's and pain and a game but what is the point of being apart of it the hell if I care but did you care enough to help or to hear me cry no you didn't but it's ok cause I am nothing to you

    Someone please help us oh I forget no can hear us cry out for help so why should the help us

  4. so sad man, the instrumental song goes so well with everything. it’s sad and tragic, just like i like it

  5. Hannah had the best personality
    A true friend and A loyal heart ❤
    Still shocked ..why would anyone hurt her 😭😭

  6. Beautiful video!!!! Really reflects her and the slips are put together perfectly well done again ❤️😜💖🎊

  7. I believe there's a cliff
    Between life and death

    But ofcourse,

    The top is life
    The ground beneath it

    Is dead

    People won't stop trying
    Pushing me off that cliff

    One by one
    They push me

    How long before I lose balance?
    How long before I'm lost for good?

  8. I started with Justin
    Then Jessica. Who each broke my heart
    Alex tyler courtney Marcus
    Who each helped to destroy my reputation
    On through zach and ryan
    Who broke my spirit
    Through Tape number 12
    Bryce Walker
    Who broke my soul. Wow 😥

  9. Omg this has been one the most beautiful things I’ve ever heard it’s so sweet and so hurtful and the same time I felt like Hannah like the only think that I want to this in this bullshit of world it’s just freaking die and probably it’s better to get everything to stop to anymore hear my melodies to drown in the same water as Hannah did in the her blood I’d kill all the motherfuckers who killed her who broke her who just destroy the most wonderful part of Hannah Baker and now for her I’m just wearing lacy black underwear

  10. How many more miles do i have to walk with these stone tied to my feet, these chains around my wrists, this rope around my neck?

  11. And here is a poem that I wrote. <3 Empty Feelings

    I'm tired, but I don't want to sleep.

    I'm hungry, but I don't want to eat.

    Why must I continue to keep

    These feelings of utter defeat.

    Can happiness be called to one

    Even if they do not allow it to come

    All of these daily perilous feelings

    Those silly little empty feelings.

    Oh, but life tells us to keep trying

    Even if we might just feel like dying

    So keep that chin up, Keep the smile on the face

    And laugh, so that you might just win this race

    The days CAN be happy once more

    If you do your long, hard daily chores

    So it is time for the search to begin

    The search for what gives fulfillment

    Even when your thoughts are bent

    Now you have these many good feelings

    Don't go back to those harsher dealings

    Never allow those empty feelings to return

  12. Triste pero ..es la realidad..😥no fue justo para ella..!!te hace llorar .pero comprender.que no todo es como parece..

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