Hiding in empty fortresses
Laid out every so often,
Just so we can understand
What silence sounds like.
We sit and wait to catch our breath
As another battle commences
Right outside the door.
I struggle to find peace in a world
So consumed with fighting
They make things up
Just to keep the flame burning.
A flower blooms on a grave
Nobody visits,
Because that persons war
Is over.
Josephine Ranes 
Hey, you’re beautiful, just the way you’re! Don’t be so upset! It will all be fine!