Bear, Hurricane, and Time: WHY SHE STAYED
 Nikita Gill
 He is a storm,
 and storms devastate,
 but every time he hurts you,
 you hold your breath
 and bear the hurricane;
 repeating to yourself
 One more chance
 One more breath
 just one more,
 and you'll fix him
 Until one day you can't
 hold your breath anymore,
 and you are
 half a stormy evening,
 one tear stained night,
 two minutes
 and five Seconds
 away from breaking down
 And you realise,
 you cannot fix anyone,
 not until vou fix yourself.