how familiar the feeling as though you're mind's at war the constant bang of contradicting arguments the feeling of wanting to do harmful things against the feeling of wanting to be peaceful the peaceful ones beg for them to stop, but they're just fueling the flames the flames, they grow higher, casting a glare onto the opposite side the fire spreads uncontrollably, leaving behind a complete wasteland the destruction of the destructors, resulted in their own demise the peace-wanting were innocently killed, or were they? they feuled the flames, they made it worse. but the harm-wanting made the fire in the first place. who's to blame? the battle was pointless the wildlife will just grow back and it'll all happen again...