TWISTED

Twisted

I’m twisted, wound tight

Strangling the roots

You just wouldn’t get it

Unless in my boots

Like ivy to walls

Like weeds to the ground

Once it gets hold

Beauty rarely is found

If you saw my insides

All crumpled up

Filled up with the poison

An overflowed cup

You’d be pretty shocked

Or maybe quite scared

You’d think this is weird

This shouldn’t be shared

But I’ll tell you something

You never would know

And that’s just how far

That I’ve had to go

There once was a time

When nothing there grew

The whole of me barren

There was nothing new

But I am much stronger

Than the poison inside

I’m taking control

So it better hide

Deep down within

New buds growing fair

Love light and hope

Is growing from there

It’s starting to win

Just a bit longer

For each bud that grows

I become a bit stronger

For each piece of ivy

That falls from my walls

I start to unfold

I stand a bit tall

For each bit of rot

I banish with light

I’ll never give up

I’ve won this fight

Just simply by trying

The battle is won

It’s not what is now

It’s what will become

You will never notice

Each one of these miles

They go on inside me

Whilst I show you smiles

But know I am winning

Right from the start

As nothing can win

Whilst I still have heart

©️Vicki Lucas