How 'bout them neck twisters
the dystonia that has me
and just will not let go
the condition that destroys

My neck is twisted
my head is down
my life has been ravaged
by an orphan called Dystonia

Even when my head is up
my head still shakes
my toes curl up or down
it doesn't matter which

The only relief
I ever get is
in my dreams
I'm normal

My neck is not twisted
my toes are uncurled
and I have the power to talk
My pain does not exist

But then I awake
and all is the same
my neck is still twisted
I am Dystonic once more

How 'bout them neck twisters?
How 'bout them twisted souls?
how 'bout them twisted heats?
How 'bout them ruined lives; my own

02/18/2006