Bella S. : Writing

Suicide Love

Suicide Love

A Story by Bella S.


She sat in a dark corner, curled into herself. Dark sunken eyes painted black. Scars across her gentle but abused body. He comes in the dark of nig..
even these words arent expressing all the pain.

even these words arent expressing all the pain.

A Story by Bella S.


just an attempt to pour out my pain.
It was only a dream.

It was only a dream.

A Story by Bella S.


Woke up ballin from this dream. I can't forget it.
Going away.

Going away.

A Story by Bella S.


A piece of writing to read in lost times.
What will I do

What will I do

A Story by Bella S.


You shared my bed. You touched my body. I kissed your lips. I ran my fingers through your hair; your hands touched intimate places. I caressed the fac..
Reality

Reality

A Poem by Bella S.


We walk through these dark streets scared of what's lurking in the shadows. In the distance the sounds of the night terrify us. It seems so unreal. ..
Quote

Quote

A Poem by Bella S.


To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering one must not love. But then one suffers from not loving. Therefore to love is to suffer, not to love is to su..
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A Poem by Bella S.


She told me to fly; how? My wings are broken. She told me to see;with what? I am blinded. She told me to love;who? No one is there. She told me to ..
Open Eyes

Open Eyes

A Poem by Bella S.


Something I put together a while back...now that I look at it, Im not entirely sure that im done with it.
Im so hard.

Im so hard.

A Poem by Bella S.


I'll tell you what I want if it's exactly how I feel. I'm just very blunt always keeping it real. Don't come and front, I won't play your games. Kn..