Harsh words & violent blows
Hidden secrets nobody knows
Eyes are open, hands are fisted
Deep inside I'm warped & twisted
So many tricks & so many lies
Too many whens & too many whys
Nobody's special, nobody's gifted
I'm just me, warped & twisted
Sleeping awake & choking on a dream
Listening loudly to a silent scream
Call my mind, the number's unlisted
Lost in someone so warped & twisted
On my knees, alive but dead
Look at the invisible blood I've bled
I'm not gone, my mind has drifted
Don't expect much, I'm warped & twisted
Burnt out, wasted, empty, & hollow
Today's just yesterday's tomorrow
The sun died out, the ashes sifted
I'm still here, warped & twisted

I wonder how many people stopped by to read this, wanted to say
something and didn't know how to say what they felt when reading it?
Not wanting to take away from the artist.....I sat here for 10 minutes
deciding if I should express what came to me or not.....

I felt I could easily relate....

Well worded... Thank you for sharing and I hope that we will get to
experience more.

I read your words and they touched me deeply, I was once twisted like
you,Still haven't worked out all the kinks. Thanks for the poem, maybe
someone will see it and know how we, the twisted, truly feel, very
moving.

Very Moving Indeed

Very well written indeed and ohh so true.

BIG LONG HUG to the author
Felt your pain, can't stop it, can only support you