Tied and bound,
twisted up tight.
Turned so far to the left,
that I'm now facing right.
Pain and confusion,
my happiness fake.
I'm way passed all limits,
but why don't I break.
My world and my soul,
so densely dark.
To find my way out,
would take more than a spark.
With nothing to find,
its here that I stay.
Locked in my darkness,
hidden away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
oh my gosh I love it! it's Amazing! i'm adding it to my favs. good job. it's so me sometimes. Becca