The fire is set
The leaves are smoking
Through waves of regret
I see you choking
On this world gone wrong
I feel so numb
God only knows how long
Until you succumb
Your body is strong
But your heart is weak
You need to to stop looking
Only then will you find
The answers that you seek

I didn’t think that you could get
used to someone’s abscene.

But here I am getting used to yours.

- leah

Being in love
With someone—
Fragile
As glass;
Being in love
With yourself—
Strong
As stone

Stop trying to be the hero in someone else’s story.  
Be your own **** hero in your beautifully messy story.