||A balance of good °
& bad •\\
Highest rank:- #12 in Poetry! [3/12/16]
Where I relate my life to the pieces of universe, only to make an incomplete puzzle.
Incompleteness is beautiful, isn't it?
So is nothing.
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||B A T T L E G R O U N D
War; I've been thought from the start Of my existence, I've read books, seen movies, Read poetry, seen documentaries. But I never realized it, until now. Until I started to write this. Until I saw myself crumble down, in the fight against my... self? I realized, it was true. War is inevitable. I was supposed to be free. I was supposed to be making universes. I exploded for that? Thinking I've killed myself. Not true now, I'm petrified. Cause the saying was true. Every good has an evil. But, someone has to win? Or else how would I, the world I used to know, cease to exist? For every demon I fight, a part of good in me dies. Will I destroy my whole self fighting good and bad? This has to be the greatest war my mind has ever fought. But it doesn't seem to stop? When will I stop? Until a part of me surrenders? Until I destroy myself realizing the war was useless? Until my mind realizes, it needs my demons as much as good to survive? Stop, please, make it stop. No one actually ever wins a war. It is never won.
