Warped and Twisted (2)

This is my very first poem I have ever written.

Climbing out of hell
with my wings on fire
back into this world
of darkness and desire
flying up to heaven
just to be forbidden
this crime I've committed
is still unforgiven
I'm wandering in this place
warped and twisted..

Flying through this world
tortured and hated
everything i see
is what i have created
what i have to be
in front of my peers
is not the person i am
its to inspire their fears..

My love and desires
have been fed into hells fires
My body is warped
my spirit is twisted...

Copyright Brittney Schmelter

---------- 12-19-06 -----------
New Version

Climbing out of hell,
With my wings on fire,
Back into this world,
Of darkness and desire.

Flying up to heaven,
Just to be forbidden,
This crime I've committed,
Still goes unforgiven.

Anger runs inside me.
My hands are fisted.
I'm wandering in this place,
Warped and Twisted.

Flying through this world,
Tortured and hated.
Everything I see,
Is what I have created.

Death, destruction, hate.
I'm leading them towards fate.
Their death is coming fast.
They will die at last.

My love and desires,
Are laid in Hell's fires.
My body is Warped,
My spirit is Twisted.

(repeat from my last one i just wanted to see if ppl would actually read it again...)

Copyright Brittney Follett