Hurt

What's it like to be hurt

The feeling isn't what we usually crave 

Neither of two sides of a fight wins

The whole world feels like it's about to end

The adrenalin being ruhsed into the veins increases

Of one mad man, maybe twelve

Madness of the insanity hidden comes from behind the shadows

To seek revenge is another idea in mind we may not tell if it's proportional to equality

Maybe another war is an option

Too hurt to know what's right anymore, too wrong till it's all gone

A change seems like the better idea

It's just another danger zone

Once we enter it, only great destruction occurs

This poem is about: 
Our world

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