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
Alone in the world, out of my mind
Sanity is something I will never find
I'll be alone until the pain is lifted
But don't mind me, I'm warped and twisted
Burnt out, wasted, empty, and hollow
Today is nothing but yesterday's tomorrow
The sun died out, the ashes shifted
I can't say much, I'm warped and twisted
I saw you today, you threw me a smile
Light in my eyes could be seen from a mile
Seemed the pain no longer existed
Yet I'm still here...Warped and twisted...
wow, "today is nothing but yesterdays tomorrow" I've never thought about that, I always thought that tomorrow never came, but when you think of it that way...i guess tomorrow DOES come...I really like this poem too. I hate my writing, o.O yet people say they LIKE it. I think they're crazy...but yet, so am I. I am sorry for taking up this precious space in your comments. I like your stuff.
WOW! love the poem! great work ~ Colette ~
On my knees, alive but dead
great line