Poem

 Wars.

Some wars end in peace, while others end in rage and anger. Other wars end in giving hope, while others destroyed it. But none of them are as scary or frightening as the war that we have to fight in. This was is the war where we are a blink away from dying. Some of us already died here. Some are still fighting and aren't giving up.

For the people that haven't gone through this war, you're lucky. You are lucky hat you won't see the blood that you will spill or the blood that would come from you. But just know that it is coming and once it is here, there is no going back. Because in this war, we are at the moment where we can have one more breath or one more breath of life. 

         It's up to you.