HATRED
Alice
I'm sorry.
I didn't want anyone to worry
You did nothing to me
It must be hard to be
An annoying vampire, like yourself
You aren't about wealth
And what I will do, is not about my health
I have been terrible to you
Actually, to everyone
And I really am sorry.
I can't live on
I have been a bad person
If I continue, it will worsen.
I'm so sorry.
Leah Alice Clearwater
Rose
I don't know why I am writing this,
But, here it goes
I will not miss
Someone like you
Someone even more of a bitch than I am
Though, I did enjoy
Talking gossip to you
It did bring me much joy
But someone, get a clue,
I'm not who I want to be
I have too much to see,
But I don't want to see it.
As I said,
I hate you, but I finally discovered it
I cant live on
With me being like this.
*Did you hear that
The only reason that Jessica is hiding
Is because, she got fat?!*
XOXO Gossip girl *Leah*
Bella
I hate you
But I thought you should know
That I took your advise to get a clue
And that mine, is that I am done with this show
I have nothing to say to you
Besides I hate you
Luck with the icicle though!
Lee, but Leah to you
Emmett
I think I will enjoy writing to you
I remember when you bought me boos
And that was for my birthday
My reaction was no fucking way
But I really wanted to say
Thank you
Thank you Emmett,
For being fun
And even though
You look like you weight a ton (by muscle)
You will always be a kind,
And soft as a teddy bear.
I can't be you though,
You put up with my crap and Rose's
Though, I find out
That my heart, it closes
And I can't take it
And no, I do not fake it!
Leah C.
Jasper
You are a manipulative
Idiotic
Stupid
Annoying (like Alice)
But
Your (fake) heart is in the right place
Something I can't face
is you people
You play with emotions
Which drives me insane
I am many things, but I am not vain.
I am sorry for everything
Which is why I am leaving
I am leaving everything behind
You can have whatever you find…
Descent.
Leah
Edward
You are a mind raper
That's right, not a reader, a raper
You are annoying,
But, still, I have to write this
I hate my life,
Though, you may have read my thoughts
I don't want to be a wife
Love is something not bought
And I just can't get it
I would much rather be bit
Than to imprint
So, I have come up with a way
To stay away
From just that
I am sorry to you, and to anyone I hurt
Now, I need to get a new shirt
Leah
Carlisle + Esme
Thank you
For your hospitality
Your kindness
And sorry if I might chase you like you're a kitty
I'm sure I deserve nothing less (joking)
Than what I get from you
But I had to get a clue
I don't deserve any of you
Though we are enemies
And all I do is tease
I still am sorry
For being such a worry
And thank you for healing me from my injuries
Esme, with hunger
Carlisle with shattered bones
Though they are different
They are still important
Thank you for everything
Though this is my last thing I write to you
Amen.
Leah C.
Pack/brothers
Okay, I would get tired of writing to all of you
So here is the one big clue
I hate my life
I could never make a good wife
I wish there was another way
Maybe just stay
But I can't
I'm sorry
I will always love you
As brothers of coarse
Please, try not to kill each other!
Try keeping up
Don't put on the force
Of the pack getting along
But face it,
I was the glue,
And you guys were the….
Paper.
Good luck
Love always, Leah A. Clearwater
Seth
I'm sorry, I have to
I will always love you
And I am sorry it has to end like this
But I ran a good five years
Not a good bliss
All of these mirrors
Circling me
Surrounding me with reflections
I don't want to see
That reflection is me
I am a monster
I am closer and closer, but then,
I can't.
I hate this life style
I keep going that extra mile
But I am headed in the wrong direction
So put those mirrors in motion
Because it is time to see
Who I really should be
And so far
I am trapped in a jar
Suffocating
I wish.
Please forgive me
This is what I want to be
I love you.
And again, I am sorry.
Your sister,
Leah
With that Leah Clearwater put the letters in an envelope and licked it. She grabbed the knife on her desk, and plunged it through her chest. Now her tombstone reads Here lies Leah Alice Clearwater, died age of 23. Then as an extra, there was a piece of paper that was buried with her. It read:
And to myself:
I killed myself for my own damn good
I should have done it in the woods
But, Have fun being dead,
At least I won't have to be wed.
All part of the plan baby
All I have to say
Not too shabby.
Was that a surprise. It took one hour to write these poems. I also wrote one to Jake and Sam, but that is another story. So if you didn't understand any part of it, please ask me. The not too shabby part, that meant that the only reason why she killed herself, was because no body was like Jacob Black. (In the other poem) So if she couldn't marry someone like Jake, then she might as well die. Hope you liked it. I enjoyed writing it. Please review.
