Xanadu
She lays in bed deep in thought of all the battles she has fought wondering why and how to be in a life of misery
Lonely days and quiet nights darkness rules over light too much time to contemplate what could she do to change her fate
Another day and another year they all just blend then disappear life was coming to an end so, one last time she did pretend -
That magical days did exist all’s achieved on her bucket list Xanadu was the place to be she felt such love, was finally free.
Copyright © Pivotal Poetry | Year Posted 2024
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