Threats of burnt skin
It’s twisted
You want respect
You want to be feared
You’re Twisted
Like a scout learning to tie knots
Your thoughts are distorted
Your mind is struggling
That piece that you want
You won’t get it here
Written by: Alecia Writes
9 thoughts on “Twisted”
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Alecia Writes 
Really enjoyed the flow of the words.
“You want respect
you want to be feared
You’re twisted”
An excellent poem..
Thank-you! 🙂
Simple powerful and beautifully put together. Ypu capture the frustration.
Thank-you! 🙂
Thank-you! 🙂
I enjoyed this poem. It captured the twisted mind. Thank you for revisiting, and following my blog. See you soon, and have a wonderful day.
No worries, thank-you! You to! 🙂
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