Survival Suits Her

Survival suits her and for those who pay attention, who look closely, it’s in the way she moves. The way she talks. The way she carries herself. She has a flame burning inside her sparking a fire in you. One that burns a city to ashes, along with all the painful memories. A flame so bright and blazingly, you always run the risk of being burnt alive. Survival suits her and for those who pay attention, who look closely, know, it was her only option. Her only way to heal. Her only way to make it through. Survival suits her and she wears it proudly. Along with all her other scars.