Xanadu
 

A student's face absorbing the glow of a phone; A flower's dependence on the sun for life.

Placed over you, When you fall asleep on the couch, Pink and fuzzy. Wrapped around you, When the sun goes down, And the wind picks up....

I played a game. A lying game. A game where I lived in the dark. And you lived in the light. We both pretended we knew what was real and...

Long, messy strands stuck together. Thick, tangled, twisted pieces everywhere. Coarse to the touch, Stripped of true color, replaced with...

My thoughts are a yellow Ticonderoga pencil I lift up my pencil And I put it in my hand Words start to appear on my paper But I don't...

The soft Change of colors in the stars Delicate fireflies illuminating the night sky

The mind is full of perplex thought That is being bombarded by truth and lies. Why is it so hard to believe the truth, Because it is...

The truth. the motivator of the masses. Many devote their lives to ponder or to forge. Those who ponder, delve into the intricate...

Drizzled truth never bears indignation. Serenity in serenation’s art. Love showered shows stretched seams. Laden bare truth is only...

What am I supposed to do When I’m constantly trying to find anything in you? I called for you to come towards the light But you decided...