You say* your life is a fire that started with a single flame ignited from your fingertips,
Spreading fast to no end.

You say this fire is spiraling out of control,
Devouring all of your assets along with it.

You say you're the burning ember in the center of this downfall,
Becoming smaller and smaller until you are no longer visible.

But my dear, I promise you, your life is no fire and you are no burning ember.

You are the flame becoming strong,
You are the flame quite visible,
You are the flame who has all she needs.
You just have yet to notice.