Twisted Poem by darkness reigns

Twisted

Rating: 3.5


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

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It came from the soul as do all my poems before me
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