Harsh words that easily flow, <br />Hidden secrets that nobody knows, <br />Cuts bleeding, burns blistered, <br />Deep inside I’m warped and twisted, <br /> <br />So many tricks and so many lies, <br />Too many when’s and too many why’s, <br />Nobody’s special, nobody’s gifted, <br />Especially not me, I’m warped and twisted, <br /> <br />Never sleeping, but choking on a dream, <br />While listening to my silent screams, <br />I call my mind but the numbers unlisted, <br />Lost in someone warped and twisted, <br /> <br />Full of scars from wanting to be dead, <br />Looking at the invisible blood I’ve bled, <br />I’ve not gone, my minds just drifted, <br />So don’t expect much because I’m warped and twisted, <br /> <br />Depressed, suicidal, empty and hollow, <br />Today’s just yesterday’s tomorrow, <br />When death comes the ashes are sifted, <br />Mine will be too because I’m warped and twisted.<br /><br />Darren Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/warped-and-twisted-8/
