I hold the words of good
Words like ‘wisdom’ and ‘fine’
Words that can change a mind
That make everything seem okay
When you’re really dying inside
I hold Words of evil
‘Sin’ and ‘forbidden’
Words that evoke a passion and light a spark
A spark that could tear the world apart
Words like ‘terror’ and ‘horror’
That make us hide in fear
Because they are honest
And words like ‘happy’ and ‘complete’
That mask the terror and horror
That make us feel safe
Even if we aren’t
But when the evil becomes good
And the good becomes evil
Words that heal can also destroy