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Monday, January 8, 2007


Mistake

Warm new tears
Cascading down my face
I never realised how much I's miss you
Until it was to late
Now you'rs gane
And I may never see you again
I wish more then ever
I had said those last few words to you
Now what where they again
Oh yes
I love you....


This Blade

This blade is my escape
Helping me to release my pain
In deep it sinks
Sharper it is, deeper it goes

Blood running down my arm
Late at night
Almost died once
Death is so dark
Endless darkness, easy to hide and die on my own, alone


Pain

River of tears
Gliding down my face
Once again I'm crying
Trying to regain your forgivness
Only to have you torture me
By throwing it back in my face
You used to understand me
Or so I though
But no it was all an act
You hurt me
So I hurt you back
You told my secrets
I kept yours secret
As they should be kept
Now all I want is for you to forgive me
Even though I know you won't
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Sunday, January 7, 2007


Magnus Lensherr

Do you keep a diary or a record of things that occur?

Yes I do, but it is very rare I write in it, I'm very bad at keeping a record of anything ~sweatdrop~

Sorrow

Sliding down my bedroom door
On my own now
Rummaging through my school bag
Rubbish, rubbish, ah there it is
Opening my journal
Where I pur out my heart and soul, I would rather die then let you ever read this.


Feeling

Death
Emptiness
Pain
Rage
Emotions hidden
Sadness
Suicide
Ignored
Only me
Nothing to live for

And I know I'm not the only one who feel just like this
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Saturday, January 6, 2007


Magnus Lensherr

Do you cut in reality? ~ Looks at the first poem ~ That list of emotions is pretty depressing ~ Sigsh and husg you ~ I hope your alright its nice to see you can be so honest in what you write though ~ Monster hug ~ take care fo yourself!

I'm sorry to say but I can not answer that question, its too personal. Though with my poems I just put my pen on the paper nd write down what I'm feeling at the time and this is just how they turn out, in to the form of poems ~hugs back~

I will all end soon

Slashing away
Unable to stop
In it goes, the knief I am using to
Cut away at my wrists
In deeper and deeper never stopping
Death is the only good thing that will come of this and
Eventually I will die from bloodloss


My Nightmare

I wake up every morning
Never feeling any different
Its as it I'm in a dream
The same repeated dream
Over and over
As if trapped in a nightmare
But theres one difference in this nightmare
I'm not sleeping
I'm not dreaming
I'm awake
Wide awake
I've finally realised what this nightmare is
This nightmare is my life
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Friday, January 5, 2007


More questions to answer so there is only one of two poems today

Magnus Lensherr

Im so happy you have real friends there who care about you so much ~ Smiles ~ How did you meet them?

well i first met vermilion on an inset/taster day before i started my high school, we only just got talking after me spending the whole day hidding in the corner of the room. anyway when we started school we remembered each other and have just become closer friends over the years and as for angel and kitty, they where vermilions friends so i got to know them though at first me and angel hated each others guts.

Its great they accept you for who you are and help you and all that! How long have you known them?

I've known them for about 5 years now

Do you ever get annoyed or upset that you dont reallytrust anyone enough to confide in them?

mhm, i've been hurt so many times that i find it hard to trust anyone which makes it harder still to confide in them


Merrick-FMA

have u tried to find sth that makes u forget about the whole evil, sadness and all problems(or maybe just most of them)

Yes i have tried, thats why i draw and write but when i have creative block like i have recently, well then there is nothing that i can do except listen to the voices shout at each other

Cutting

Come on home
Unable to resist, I
Take the knief in my hand
Then begin to cut
In deeper and deeper
Never stopping
Going to die eventually anyway


Feeling mean nothing

Death
Emptiness
Pain
Rage
Emotions hidden
Sadness
Suicide
Ignored
Only me
Nothing to live for

These are all the feelings that most people conside as nothing when they take one look at me
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Thursday, January 4, 2007


No Hope

No ones here to help, so now I'm
On the brink of suicide or destruction

Help me please!
On second thought don't
Please leave me alone and
Evoid me and save yourself


Misunderstood

Miserable
Invisible
Shadows
Unhappy
Nothing
Dakness
Empty
River
Suicide
Tears
Oblivion
Outsider
Death


Lost

Lonely
Oblivion
Solitude
Torment
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Wednesday, January 3, 2007


Thank you for such a lovely comment yesterday Magnus ~hugs~

You say that your goalis to stay alive may i ask what inspires that? Li eis it your sisters or your boyfriend that make you want to stay here?

Yes you got that right in one, it because of mmy sisters and my boyfriend that i still struggle on and cope.


If your mum took you away from your father how did you end up back with him?

I go to his house and stay with him for a week, still has custordy over me but its easier to live but here then down there since all my family is here, he was the one who moved away from the family.


Do you have peopel you can confide in real life who know your depressed or do you keep things bottled up inside?

No i don't confind with any one, except my stuffed toy rabbit which i have had since i was 3 so its been through it all with me, that and my poetry books. Those that know I am depressed figured it out for them selves and my friend, Vermilion (CelticElf) was the first to find that i was suicidal and she alerted Angel and Kitty almost instently. Though usually I just keep everything bottled up inside.
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Tuesday, January 2, 2007


AJaganshi

Oooh, you're letting people ask questions about you? Will you answer *every* question that they ask, or are there some things you'll still refuse to answer?

AJ--


Yes I am allowing people so ask me questions, and they can be askes at anytimeif you have one persific. I also promise to answer the ones that I get. There me few things that I refuse to go in to great detail about, but I would have my own personal reasons for those, but besides that, yes I will anser every question which I mam asked.


Magnus Lensherr

Ha no fair i had to talk about myself with no err directions!

Tell us about your life history! Like the best events and the worst and maybe aout your family and hmelife and then your dfreams and abbitions ~ Laughs ~ Not questions more like guidance ~ Grins ~ I look forward to seeing what you put though ~ Dances ~ I love finding out about peopel ^_^

Thats unfair Magnus, you should know by now that I don't generally like talking about myself, which is why I asked for people to ask me questions ~laughs~ but as seen as you did give me a few points to write about then I will.

Best events: Well there haven't really been alot of best points for me, I guess my boyfriends is only one of the few that could count as the best, and how much I love him. Another would have to be my 2 little half sisters ~smiles~ when I see them they stick to me like glue and we all end up in tears when they have to go home.

Worst events: Too any to count, but the ones that have impacted my life the most are what I shall talk about. When I was 3 years old (I remember everything of this evernt myself) I was left in the house on my own, I had a nightmare so I got out of bed and came crying down the stairs, looking for my dad, I knew my mum was still at work, I don't know how I just did. The Tv was on so I went over to my dad's armchair where he always sat to watch Tv, but he wasn't there. I climbed in to the chair and cried harder, as the news came on and said about someone being murder (that is what made me cry harder, as that was the exact nightmare I had had, it turned out to be a premintion). That night my mum come home before my dad, picked me up and she left him, there and then, only going back the next day to get our things.
This next event I'll just tell you the basics as it hurts to talk about it, if want better detail on the story, read the short story I submitted An Unforgettable Moment. Me and my closest and dearest friend Claire where 7 years old at the time, She was exactlly 3 hours and 18 minutes older then me, both born in the same hospital on the same day. We were very close friends, told each other everything, no matter what it was, we told each other. Her mother had walked out and left her with her dad when she was 4 years old, that was when he started abusing her, physically as well as mentally. When she reach 7 that changes to sexual abuse, but this time a friend of his joined in, One night she had enough and ran over to my house, I was staying at my dad's at the time, he let her in before going to the shop for some food at the corner shop (so it wasn't that far away) she went straiht up to my room and sat on my window sill, the window open behind her, she told me everything that had happened. I tried to talk her away from the window ledge.....but when I moved alittle bit closer towards her she jumped and fell 25ft to her death....and it was all my fault, if I hadn't have mved closed, she would still be alive....since that event I have found it hard to trust....

Afew little details are that I have been bullied at both my primary school, and also now at my hih school, right up until my last year.

Family and hmelife: Well my father got married last year to a woman that hates me. My two little sisters are called Georgia and Ellis, and they live with their mum in Shropshire. Georgai is 7 and Ellis is 3, and I love then deatly and with all my heart.

Dreams and abbitions: I don't really have an ambition, not unless staying alive is one?.... and my dreams, well if they aren't haunted by the night of Claires death, or the night when I was 3 years old then it always show someone dying, usually murder, and in most cases they are on the new with in the next two weeks at max.

A small note about myself, is that I have been depressed since I was 5 years old (when the bullying started) and it has gotten worse and gone unnoticed over time, its gotten so bad that I have been suicidal for the last 3 years, hence why I guess my abition is to stay alive....

I hope this is enough everyone, and if you ever have any other questions, either PM them to me or leave them in the comment box and I will answer those instead of submitting my poems.
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Monday, January 1, 2007


Well I will not be posting any poems today, as one of the comments which
I got yesterday was to let you all know alittle bit about me, so instead I ask you to leae your questions in the comment box and I will answer them the best that I can in tomorrow's post.
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Sunday, December 31, 2006


Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I hope your all doing ok and I hope you all have a great New Year

Bloody Black Rose

You gave me a black rose for my brithday
But only on the ondition I told you my fears
I sighed ever slightly and took a seat
You listened silently, too silently as far as I was concerned

A couple of days later you died
The one person I was close to and trusted
Died because of my silly fears
The ones I had bottled up for so long
You hung yourself because of me

So I stand here over your grave
The black rose you had biven me on my brithday in one hand
A bloody knief in the other
Blood flows down my wrist and over the rose

I place the bloody black rose on your grave
And hope you will never forget me


Torn

Trapped between two worlds
Life and Death
Down to me to choose
But I'm so confused
I don't know where to start
People say believe in your heart
Should I trust them?
Or should I ignore them?

My head is so messed up
Too many thoughts
Good and Bad
I wish the voices would stop
It's my life to control
Not theirs

One voice is saying yes
To death
The other saying no
Both have good points
That's why I'm trapped here
Between both worlds


You never noticed

You never noticed when I cried
You never noticed when I was alive
But maybe you will noice me
As seen as now I am dead
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Thursday, December 28, 2006


Reality

#lost in this never ending nightmare
It's to dark to see which way I'm going
Too dark to see which way I'm running

I'm trying to escape
Trying to wake up
But I realise that it's no use
This nightmare
will never end
Because I'm not sleepingI'm not dreaming
I'm living
Breathing and wanting to die


Alone In This World

Let me sit here on my own....
Out in this world all alone

I Don't need anyone by my side
This pain
This sorrow
I will not hide

Just leave me be....
And please don't pity me


Unanswered Questions

Why do I feel
Empty
Forgotten
And unloved?

Why don't I show anyone
How I truely feel?

Why am I scared
To show my true emotions?

I'm so confused
I don't understand anymore
Why is my life so complicated?


White Padded Cell Walls

Surrounded by white padded walls
Locked away form the world
In hope of helping me
And making me better
Trying to give me reasons to live

The doctors and nurses
Do their job and leave
No longer taking time to talk to me
Not since that little incident

I tried to drown myself
In a bath of hot water
The nurse walked in and saved me
Not giving me a chance to finish what I had set out to do

So I'm staring at the walls
Which surround me
One litttle window
Made of plastic
In the top centre of the white door

The voices are talking to me again
Telling me to wait
Telling me to be patient
Wait a few more minutes, they say
Let the nurses check on you first
Then you can leave this world of torment

I wait
I think
I daydream
I listen for the sound of approaching footsteps
Time drags on, seeming like hours
When finally the murse arrives
She checks then leaves
Silence as she enters
Silence as she leaves
The moment she's gone
The knief appaers

They had been so careful
Yet one small slip up
Is going to undo al their so-called work
They had taken all my sharp objecys away
Not letting me near a knief, a razor bladr or something like that

But they slipped up
The gave me a knief with my food
Turning their backs on me for a quiet little chat
I slipped the knief up my sleeve
Hiding it up til now

As I cut deep into my wrist
I write on the walls
Of my white padded cell
I write my goodbye note
My suicide letter in my own blood
Once finished
The darkness finally takes hold
I greet it warmly
Sinking to the floor I utter my last words
"Goodbye cruel, tormentative world...."
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