Biography of Heather Devlin
i started writing at a rather young age. my first memory of writing for recreation was when i was 9 years old. i sat down with a pencil and paper, and wrote three pages front and back. since then it has always been a part of my life. i started in with poetry in perticular when i was 11, and it worked out best for me. i've gone thru my share of notebooks, and have a dream of someday publishing my work.
Heather Devlin's Works:
Heather Devlin Poems
dont look at me through eyes that see. but eyes that feel instead. i sit and cry. i never try.
it hurts to see the truth inside, i saw my life and then i cried i want you here,
Broken here and all alone, Sitting, rotting in this 'home', Watching you just waste your life, Waiting for things to go right,
A spell was cast upon my heart, And now im being torn apart, So now for you i always fight, Untill the never-ending night,
why does it hurt when i smile? cut when i call your name? i think i'll sit alone a while, and dream of life without pain.
evolution from maggots baby killers afraid of faggots sadistic space fillers
I'm lost without you, My love is strong, I know not what I say, Find love by night,
Faceless monsters invading Every inch, every mile, ever fiber Of my being Silence suffocating me
Sweet 16 Razorblades
My big day... Friends all around, music playing. Movies, games, laughter.
I’m torn between my feelings… I love the way you smile, Hate the way you smirk. I love you when you’re with me,
emotion is the enemy taking over all of me a light so dark that i cant see whats standing right in front of me
Heart In A Box
Kill fire beneath the skin Deadly emotions raging within Discover, Bleed, Destroy Hearts treated like a toy
Sick of knowing That I dont know enough. I thought life was easy, 'Till it got rough
I dream of walks on an empty beach Under a glittering blanket of stars I think if you were with me That then we could fly to mars
Broken here and all alone,
Sitting, rotting in this 'home',
Watching you just waste your life,
Waiting for things to go right,
You see me and I see you,
Both of us know what to do,
Yet here i sit and there you wait,
Broken by this cold hard fate,
You run away from all you know,