Dark and twisted are the things I see <br />Red are the Walls of my mind <br />Round the bend are my words <br />Black are my very bones <br />Come on then you demons of the past! <br />Ha ha haaa! <br />Frantic eyes search the light <br />Scrabbling nails climb the five hundred mile Walls <br />Ha ha haaa! <br />Dark and twisted are the things I see <br />As I climb and I climb with no way out <br />So come before me and see my soul <br />Because all I can see <br />Are the mangled <br />Twisted and dark <br />Things I see... <br />Laid out right before me....<br /><br />darkness reigns<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/twisted-42/
