Twisted

My mind is twisted
like a clock that doesn't stop
just ticking away, like a tick
  with no play,
sucking the life out of me, like its
   no games,
lost between the 2 and it's
a never ending pain
My heart is twisted
like its a twisted fate
trying to find my self
in this empty space
once was found, but now I'm lost
trying to escape this twisted space.
My soul is broken like a piece of glass
hitting the ground
piece by piece.
As I dig through the pieces
to find my self.
scrape for scrap as I go through the
pieces, cutting my self on this and that
trying to find, what was broken.