Bitter words collide,
Tears fall in the raging storm,
Hearts break, souls shatter.

Silent battle roars,
Inside, chaos consumes all,
Strife’s bitter embrace.

Swords clash, spirits clash,
In the dance of endless pain,
Strife’s relentless grip.

Dark clouds overshadow,
Strife’s tendrils tighten their hold,
Peace remains distant.

Scattered fragments lie,
Strife’s aftermath lingers on,
Hope sparks, healing starts.

This was generated by artificial intelligence. Spooky isn’t it!