Sweet Jesus!
Holy Craps!
This Friday night
God gave out nightmares
Gun shots, fire, and
Cancer scares
With creatures from below
I can feel his stare
Piercing my soul
He's upset because I sin
And for this I deserve
A hard lesson
He's invading mind
A place where only
I have been
Where everything is
Open and nothing is
Hidden
YOU ARE READING
:Distorted Beauty
PoesíaThis is the beginning stages of a poem book that my sister and I are writing. We encourage comments and we do hope you enjoy it. More is soon to come by: Mikayla & Tiffany Moss
