In a war, the warring sides
Never seek to understand each other
Because understanding could mean no war would occur
And war's main job is to divide
In that sense, I think that Life is also a battlefield
When we fight, we get lost in a fog
Our eyes see nothing but fury
And we rarely ever think, "Was the other person hurt, too?"
Wrath is fierce, and it easily gets under your skin
Like a silent serpent awaiting the bloodshed to begin
-Currently listening to "Monsters (Acoustic version)" by Ruelle.
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Beyond This Mortal Life
PoetryA poetry book that feels like a warm hug from an old friend. Beyond This Mortal Life is full of poems on self-love, navigating through the dark times, mental health issues, and how to believe in yourself when no else does. Official Spotify Playlist:...
