♥Twisted inside♥

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  • LorieNicole
  • ~Is so busy she cant keep her head on straight to save her life..~

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~INTRODUCTION This poem is one about being a victim. It can honestly be related to by anyone who has been a victim of abuse and effected to the point that it changes your life. Most times sadly these things always leave their negative mark. Some deeper then others. I wrote this about my own past demons. How they made/make me feel as a whole and how I want to move past them and help others to do the same. Please remember any kind of Abusive relationship should NEVER be tolerated. Do not ever allow yourself to be a victim, always seek help to either remove yourself from the person(s) no matter whom they may be, family, friend, spouse or others. Always seek help if you feel overwhelmed, never give into the abuse, never allow the bastard<s> to win by breaking you! I hope this poem helps others to not only relate, understand but to heal. Remember you are Never alone!~

♥Twisted inside♥

I am twisted inside. My mind has no release from hidden sins. My body wracked with truths, betrayed within the lies. Can my flesh ever heal? I feel the burns. How my soul crumbles with the light of truth. How the truth twists into my mind like a crown of razor sharp thorns. How can one walk when the world around them seems so tilted in others favor?


These scars I bare, they are hidden. So deep no one may ever see the pain, at times not even me. So shallow is the word, idea of forgiveness. For I can not even forgive myself, the innocent. I am trapped in wicked torment. No matter how I struggle it seems to never let me free. The only thing that ever breaks is my will to move on. To look away.

Can a twisted soul ever live?
Can the burns I have heal with the love of those I know are true?
It seems to only subside the very essence of the pain. Only cover up the ugliness of the wounds as if to lay fine silk over them. Pretend as if they are there no more.

I am Twisted inside. I know that will never change. I know it is my own cross to bear. I pray the poison does not pass on. The scars die with me. That I will hold onto them so tight to take them down with me. I will not share this fate. I will not let it haunt another innocent. I will not let another be twisted, wounded. Can poisoned flesh ever heal? I still now feel the burns. The branded mark of the pain. How my soul still crumbles with the light of truth. Will I be forced to forever hide within the darkness of past memories?

I am Twisted inside. That may never be changed. I know that it is my sin to carry.  Sadly, I am not alone. So many others lie in this world with my wounds, the same scars I too bare. These sins can never truly die with me; too many others share the same hidden truths. Too many still live within a lie of normality, innocence and peace. Too many close their eyes; too many simply do not speak.

We are twisted inside. Too many hold on tightly, to many hope to take the memories down. We will not let them take us down! We will haunt those who haunt the innocent, never to allow them to mark, scar, brand another soul. We will not let another share our fate. We will not close our eyes; we will open the ones of those who do. We will scream out to those a warning of this fate! Never will we let another become twisted inside.

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Qualin commented on ♥Twisted inside♥

02-05-2010

there is no forever especially with pain...youth is wasted on the young an inexperianced mind ponders at such subject matter..your ability is far above this every sentence is negative...without resolve ..it just does not exist...tommorrow is not promised but that special moment of Love.... is ever present....Qualin

LorieNicole

02/05/2010

Thanks for your opinion. I so understand where your thoughts are coming from. However I wrote some of these lines to show how very deep, imperfect, unrealistic the human mind and emotions can be when they are in a state of deep turmoil. That a person reaches a certain mental state all reality, hope, reasonable thought can be tossed aside and whats left is a darkness that at the time feels much the same as drowning in the ocean at night. You lose all sense of control and no matter how hard you struggle against that ripe tide you only seem to manage to be pulled more and more into that cold darkness. I would imagine its a place that is hard to understand unless one visits. And I would rather have people read this poem and not understand it, then to read it and relate. Like life I believe poems shouldn't always follow the rules. Some shouldnt even really make sense as at times life does not make sense, nor always do our emotions. So in some instances when you are attempting to relive a moment in your life where you had a certain emotion happening to be able to explain that time, place, emotion you have to display just how unrealistic, out of control, chaotic, ect. your emotions or thinking was. I hope that perhaps makes some sense to you! And thanks for the email too as I will send this to you in reply as well.

ccslim commented on ♥Twisted inside♥

07-19-2009

Sweet write showing inner strength and insight! The burden of the past can go oceans deep or soul wrenching deep. We are asked to pick up the cross, not nail ourselves to it as so many of us often do and this reflects the choice.

LorieNicole

08/01/2009

Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts on my work. I always love to hear what others might think of the things i write and feel. I wanted to write this to let those who might have been in the same place now, as I was then that there is hope, life beyond the pain. You may always always bare the makes of the past but like any trauma they do eventually heal, the pain does eventually go away. Thank you again so much and would love to hear more of your thoughts in the future!

brenttany commented on ♥Twisted inside♥

07-01-2009

You made me cry so hard when i read this, So very relatable thank you for showing that there are victims out there that share a past like this...bless you, you are so talented!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

LorieNicole

07/06/2009

thank you so much for sharing your feelings. I am so glad to know that there are others that can relate, and hopefully we can all stand together strong and not allow our pasts to ever rule our futures!

The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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