Being Hurt Is Not Enough

So again you are on your knees For another wish Like every other day may be just a little bit different Who is to bother? Is it you? Or another you? For yourself, you know it very well That every time you are getting hurt, That very moment You are going mad But actually becoming sharper Only a monotonous repetition. However, the persons and the places are different every time. Does it really matter? The sea can't check it's flow, Still you demand that everything should be controlled! A motion need an eternal force, To keep on moving. Similarly,your orbit must be crushed sometimes Just to recreate a phoenix from its own ashes.