poems and whatever

if you want check out my fanfiction, here's the link for my site.
http://www.fanfiction.net/~ibellaisabella

Oh cool, I'll definitely do that ! Thanks!

no problem.

those poems and lyrics you wrote bella, are awesome. glad to see you finally trust people enough, to post them up.

and to all the other's who shared their workss.... you guys are talented too.

:blushes: thank you, baby. i think i've learned to trust, now that i found you.

your welcome, darling. i've noticed that you didn't really trust me before, and now you're very trusting with me.

i had problems trusting people, especially since some of my 'so-called-friends' are not my friends anymore for stupid reasons.

i think the other reason i trust you so much, is because i know you'd never hurt me, ever.

ah, those people you see @ the volleyball games sometimes... the one's who look so cruel and evil. i dislike them and i don't even know them.

you're so right, i wouldn't hurt you ever. you mean so much to me, and i wouldn't live without you. <---- sound familiar?
i believe it was the same thing "Edward Cullen" said to Bella in the second book...

*sighs* my own "EDward Cullen" so happy....

and my own "Bella Swan" ecstatic nd happy....

awww that's sweet
you two are so lucky to have each other

wow you guys those poems were steller! I liked them all
And you two are very lucky, and that got me thinking so here is one of many poems about someone I once knew:




November

Can’t get you out of my head
After all this time and things that were said
I still think about you
But it no longer stings
And it feels like you cut our strings
Tied in knots
Are thoughts for you
I found out why
I have been so down
I’ll say it now
Now for the first time and now for the last time
So happy late birthday




Here is a poem I wrote a long while ago.




Motivation to be Fake

It seems to me
That people care too much about image
All you have to do
Is flip though cannels on TV or a magazine
To see this obsession
That takes lives
Every now and then there is a confession
A starlet of anorexia or bulimia
Under pressure to be the thinnest
With every one less millimeter to measure
One less pound to count
A nose job and botox tomorrow
With a boob job later that day
Materializing their lives away
To stay with the in crowd
To stay in the lights and on the red carpet
While inhaling ice on the sidelines
To deal with the fact
That their whole lives are fake
As the movies they help make
Looks- it seem to me-
Are just shells of our inner selves

i have a story on fanfic. http://www.fanfiction.net/secure/docs.php

You guys are so cute, I'm Jealous, lol! You both totally reminded me of Edward and Bella, I almost started crying while reading your comments (corny I know)!

Great poems sweetblood, I am always impressed by your work!

lol. dont worry lindz, i'm the same way with them. (i've just never said it b4) lol. i think it is like a good romance novel.

i suck at poems!

They were tiny and whiny and very small
We are lucky they are alive at all
Elanor had to get surgery when she was just few weeks old
Vinnie was so chubby he had little fold after fold
Their skin was so soft, his nose was all runny
Just to look at them, they were as sweet as honey
That all changed in over a year
They wanted to there and they wanted to go here
The diapers changes became more and more often
More were dirty instead of dampen
Dad lost his patience more and more
I had never seen him that mad before
The belt was thick and leather
I would lock myself in my bed chamber
My mom came to take me away
I promised I would never come back to stay
I asked him to put it away
He said that everything would be okay
I told some people about the abuse
In hopes that the belt would go out of use
It was not me that I worried about
My baby brother was the one who would be better off without
Even though it was never used one me,
But the piece of leather needs to rest at the bottom of the sea



that is about my dad. and it really happened. i hate him and that is why.

that is so sad. but very well written. i'm sorry for what you had to go through!

Don't worry Lilly so do I!

I know Carmen. Your Poem was beautiful but so sad!

i am sorry. you on the plus side are very good at poetry!

eek, nasty. most people dont like pity when something bad happens, and i cant offer understanding either. but i can be a friend if you need one.

Yeah, even though we have never met, I am still here as a friend if you need one!

everyone on here is a friend when you need it.

So TRUE!

lolz, i know.