Twisted, tangled, mangled, mutilated, dark, hallow, lost
and forgotten is the mind wasted.
Tortured and confused is a soul that has been taken.
Empty and dead is your body now never to be found you're only forgotten.
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Many of us go through life with worries, fears and confusion. This poem to me is a quick, simple expression of what I am going through and the confusion and feeling lost in my own life. Many, many more of my poems share who I am and how I'd like to connect to others who can connect with myself.