Twisted Reality

Voices screaming, insanity there is no rhyme or reason.
Time has stopped dead, nothing you know doesn't seem the same.
Reverse opposite of reality,
life changed you & not for the better.
As you grasp to find the remains pieces called life.
Broken pieces, ruined, & abused nothing is left but a hole.
Time to pick up & move on there is no turning back.
If you could turn back the hands of time & make a different choice,
then maybe life's position would be different.
Lesson learned with a steep price paid,
like that of a soul ripped from your chest,
as you face life through different eyes,
still not really knowing the where's when & why's.
As you face a abstract version of life.

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