Twisted World

The good is the enemy,

The bad is the friend,

The unjust is the just,

and the just too unjust...

The pain makes you stronger,

and the stronger the more pain...

For peace,

It takes a fight,

and the fight,

Takes the peace,

The rich are plainly poor,

The poor plainly rich.

To leave is to love,

to love is to not leave,

To live is to be,

but to be, is not to live...

By: Desiree Collazo

Of a Burdened Soul

Words are all jumbled,

WIth so much to say,

These are the things,

of a burdened soul...

Dark and bright,

revealing and disguising,

those are the eyes,

of a buedened soul...

Pure and sinned,

pained and healed,

that is the body,

of a burdened soul...

Destroyed and cured,

loved and resented,

that is the heart,

of a burdened soul...

by: Desiree Collazo