Twisted Time

Despair inside a twisted soul
Already tainted black
While insanity takes its toll
As strength begins to lack

Deeply falling, falling
Waiting for the end
Just to start crawling
The insainty is just about to begin

Twisted you may call this look,
for sane is not the word
of these writing painted black
And feelings so absurd

But this is my time
And my wasted Rhyme