Mangled/poem by me, MwsR

 

Totally twisted, broken in between

But still not as one would make it seem

I do not pretend to play stupid or dumb

I feel as though, my expressions are all turning numb.

Like a mangled body waiting to be discovered

I wait for someone who will uncover

I cannot be what I used to be

I hardly remember what used to be me

I am mangled and twisted, and hard to figure out

But I assure you I have a will and am not without

Feeling and needs and such

I am normal and that is not too much

Find me when I am mangled

You will find me fragile, as I dangle

It is what it is,

And I guess, that is all there is.