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What's Left of Brett

January 8, 2013
By Bridie ELITE, Massapequa, New York
Bridie ELITE, Massapequa, New York
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Favorite Quote:
She can because she thinks she can.

Numb: Don’t feel, don’t think, just do
Do whatever I want to you
I let you let you in with a smile and a drink
You think you can’t be beat
But all we want is a slab of meat.
Lilies are white, roses are red
My heart aches because he’s dead.
Heartless: Can’t breathe, can’t sleep, can’t eat, can’t think
Just drink, drink, drink, drink
Then I can’t feel.
You think you’re so smart
But my heart I have sealed
I try to move on but it’s all so wrong.
Love is delicate and fragile to me
Like a dove, a dove that is free.
I try to hold it and feel it
And mold it and keep it so no one can steal it
When I get so close it’s in my grasp
Yet, I can not clasp it
The dove is startled away
The soft innocent feathers brush my hand
Though I chase and hunt it across the land
I know deep down love is not meant to stay
Blood rushes, heart crushes
But still I’m left in the rubbish
No one frets because who cares
What’s left of Brett?

The author's comments:
This poem is inspired by Ernest Hemingway's The Sun also Rises. It focuses the pain and struggle Brett has to face everyday of her life and look into why she acts the way she does with men and drinking. I love the character of Brett because I feel that know one understands her and that she is looked at at rhe wrong way. when she is called a marter I don't beleive she gets joy by playing and toying with men's emotions, I feel that she is theone who is hurt and no longer knows how to love. But most people don't care about her past and how it affects her future all they care about are themselves and whether or not they can have her.

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