bethany cullen : Writing

Forbidden letter

Forbidden letter

A Poem by bethany cullen


Forbidden.I Am I supposed to respect his decision? To keep you and I separate? He expects I'll find some other 'victim' as he described it, well my in..
The colours of my love.

The colours of my love.

A Poem by bethany cullen


The colours of my love Lavender purple- for the way we first met, in that cramped little coffee shop, I knew as soon as I looked in your crystal blue ..
Why do you insist on being a murderer?

Why do you insist on being a murderer?

A Poem by bethany cullen


Why do you insist onbeing a murderer? God, You make me loose my mind,When you hold me close, we're intertwined.When no-ones there and faces blurr,whe..
Dissapointment!!

Dissapointment!!

A Story by bethany cullen


Dissapointments! Don't you hate it when your standing there feeling theworst feeling in the world and you know the perfect exspression but when peopl..
Friend................ I mean sister <3

Friend................ I mean sister <3

A Poem by bethany cullen


There was a boy,He was ma toy.Made of plastic,Just elastic,So he couldn't hurt me,He brought me great glee.So I thought the world was made of barbieBu..
Faster than a gun shoot!

Faster than a gun shoot!

A Poem by bethany cullen


Faster than a gun shoot!You held my near and said I do,You told me you'd be there when I was blue.You told me your love was pure not a plot,But It was..
Can't you see?

Can't you see?

A Poem by bethany cullen


Cant you see?You walk past and my heart skips a beat,I know your face and the pattern of your feet.I'll be there, dont you know?Can't you see? doesn't..
Adddict to nothing....

Adddict to nothing....

A Poem by bethany cullen


Drugged up mad on nothingHe pulls me close for phsical connection,But I sure hope he doesn't want perfection.I don't know my way all to well,Hopefully..
Oh I should be so lucky......

Oh I should be so lucky......

A Story by bethany cullen


BUTTERFLIES,FLIRTING,SEX,MARRIAGE,BROKEN, DEATH
Dirty Dancing in the moonlight.....

Dirty Dancing in the moonlight.....

A Poem by bethany cullen


Tap, tap,tap to the sound of the second,waiting to be called, waiting to be bekoned.You entice my body as you summon me in, You gesture me close so yo..