It is so easy to lose your temper,
No matter what you hurt or hamper.
The feeling of loosing control over powers you,
Your anger and rage soon over comes you.
You loose your sense of reason and sympathy,
Selfishness and power is what you crave.
But soon you'll feel a sense of remorse,
There transcends all power and force.
You will wish to turn things around,
Under a feeling that drives you into the ground.
You imagine and reflect how proud you were,
Soon the sense of regret turns into frustration and fear.
You look for a road to redemption everywhere,
Voices of your actions call out in despair.
This is the hardest thing to get away,
The more you run the louder it gets.
Soon you'll run out of land,
No matter how grand you plan.
The only way back is the hard way,
Face the remnants of your deeds.
Do what you can to make things better,
It's is a place where you can't wait nor stutter.
Your conscious has to be clean and will strong,
Soon peace will be seen in the distant scene.
It will well be that peace alludes you,
But you can't let that withhold you.
Your search for peace may well be unending,
It is not the price but the journey that will prove rewarding.
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