The mind

The paradise way from reality
Or
the hell we create

A battlefield at the worst of times,
A war that ends

A war that tears itself apart
A battle maybe won but another will come

Some destroys everything In its wakes
Needing to rebuild up from the rubble and free collapsing again
And sometimes
It's to far gone with no beat
With no rhythm of life

But those are the worst cases

Others,
Holding on the beat, the rhythm of life
And rebuild a new

It may fall apart at the start
Crooked and not worked
Sloppy and unstable

But every time a rebuild
It's made with a new base
A new blank page
Practice makes prefect

With helps of others
With their beating hearts that flow to you

You can rebuild together
But you must be the one to set the foundation and build up

For who would live on a unstable foundation
And
"This find and normal to all"