Rachel DeHart

Every day I wake up now is a gift, because I tried to stop the sun from rising.
I find talking to be the hardest thing ever, but I am trying to find the words.
My hair is a constantly changing creation.
Though lately it has been a little normal for my taste.
My poetry is my life transcribed and slightly easier to digest.
Insomnia is slowly devouring me, but Im not totally opposed to it.
My snakebites are the greatest thing Ive done to my face.
Id go to a lot more local shows if I hadnt sold my soul to HotTopic.
Music is slowly working its way more and more into my blood stream.
Sometimes I find large groups terrifying, unless I am working.
I dont think I am attractive, no matter what anyone says.
Reading a book can absorb me to the point of forgetting to eat.
My two dogs, Vachel and Airabella mean the world to me.
Vachel has saved me more nights than not.
My body is covered in scars, Im not shy about them. Dont stare, just ask.
I believe in Fate, but not in being controlled by it.
Hate is not something I can comprehend, though lately I was almost tempted.