Shantae Ortega Poet ABC

Warped and Twisted

Harsh words,
 And violent blows, 

Hidden secrets nobody Knows,

 Eyes are open, 
Hands are fisted.

 Deep inside I'm Warped And Twisted. 

So many tricks,
 And so many lies.

 Too many whens,
 And too many whys.

 Nobody's special, 
Nobody's gifted.

 I'm just me,
 Warped and Twisted.

 Sleeping awake
 And choking on a dream,

 Listening loudly to a silent Scream. 

Call my mind, 
The number's unlisted. 

Lost in someone,
 I'm so, 
Warped and 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 and Twisted 

Burnt out, 
Wasted,
 Empty, 
And hollow. 

Today's just yesterday's Tomorrow's. 

The sun died out,
 The ashes sifted 

I'm still here, 
Warped and Twisted... 

BY: SHANTAE PAPPACOSTAS ORTEGA-ZELE (1-30-20)

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