To Argue Or Not To Argue

Turmoil I find, where time is made to pause And answers are sought, to be of one mind This need for questions and their ending cause The truth is far from emotions I find On whose stage is the argument now played? Created from fear,knowledge without thought A struggle of will as moments replayed On a battleground where questioned hearts fought And when time did pause,did anyone win? With arrows shot that pierced the living heart To wound without care, when reasons begin Ending in sadness, with its bitter part Does the time lost create a lasting foe? A heart now wounded, where the scars will grow