myOtaku.com: Thorn98

myO Still <3's You

Vitals

Birthday
• 1992-12-21
Gender
• Female
Location
• were i was born in the pits of hell
Member Since
• 2005-04-26
Occupation
• Student
Real Name
• Shelbz

Personal

Achievements
• uh im a mess up at everything
Anime Fan Since
• 5th grade
Favorite Anime
• All anime
Goals
• to be a model
Hobbies
• drawing, hanning out with freinds oh ya reading too and Snowbording ,how could i forget dancing i love it
Talents
• i love archery and im pritty good at it and im prety good at singing and righting poems and songs

myOtaku.com: Thorn98

Friday, April 14, 2006

this was odd i found it under my bed a long time ago and i didint know what to do with it i think its my first poem so i dont know....
A locked door. A rusty razor, A towel stained with red. A folded note, a broken mirror, and a young girl lays there dead. Their emotions tangle, the rooms begin to swirl. She was mommys perfect angel and daddys little girl.

She paints a pretty picture but it has a twist. Her paint brush is a razor and her canvas is her wrist.

Not all scars show, not all wounds heal, sometimes you cant always see the pain someone feels.

How will you know I am hurting, if you cannot see my pain? To wear it on my body tells what words cannot explain.

I hurt myself the other day to see if I still feel I focus on the pain the only thing thats real.

The scars will last forever, but nothing compares to the pain that put them there.

I know whats it like to want to die, how it hurts to smile, how you hurt yourself on the outside, to try to kill the pain in the inside.

And her eyes screamed the saddest apology...

She keeps asking.."Do you think it hurts much to die?"

And this could be a movie and this could be our final act we dont need these happy endings so tell your father that that your mine and Ill swear well run away...

the girl who you broke up with and made cry, may be the next tragic, beautiful suicide...

Just pull the frikkin trigger
She`s not like most girls her age.. She`s been hurt many times before this. you`d think it would be a routine by now. you`d think she wouldn`t let it get to her, but the truth is, you`re the only one who can break her now.

All wounds heal. But the scars they leave will last forever.

When will people understand that words can cut as sharply as any blade, and that those cuts leave scars upon our souls.

I walked through the hallway holding my wrists hoping no one will see me like this he looks at me, scared what he'll find he never thought I had these things in mind he asks me "...is there any more?" looking at him with tears in my eyes I whisper a simple reply ..what did you think the bracelets were for?

so much emotion that,
i just don't show ..
all the heartaches and lies
nobody ever cares to know
seems like im so she painted on a smile
and learned to pretend.

is she broken ?
-- maybe.
does it hurt ?
like crazy.

and you said
"i'll never hurt you.
i'll never make you cry"
i must admit my love
YOU TOLD THE PERFECT LIE.

these s.c.a.r.s on my w.r.i.s.t.s are proof that people like you do exist...

Death is life`s way of saying "you`re fired". Suicide is your way of saying "I quit".

You say I'm always happy and that I'm good at everything I do but what you'll never realize is that I'm a damn good actress too.

she brings her razor closer to her wrist
should i do it or not?
i look at your picture on my wall
you don't want to see me in pain
i throw the razor down and walk away
i know that you will help me through the hard times

When you've finally thrown up your hand
Poured your heart out, yet nothing stands
It seems our efforts are wasted
But yet it hasn't been in vain

Blood stained sheets.
It didn't matter when I was calling out your name
I felt the wound grow ever slowly
Closer than you'd ever hold me

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