Xanadu

Trapped in Xanadu An empty castle A lonely existence That is a constant reminder Of your anorexic heart That’s starving for love Dying to belong Yet, fitting in nowhere Living without purpose An empty shell Depleting the world of it’s oxygen Unable to contribute because Something is missing inside you Your blackened corridor Just a self loathing punishment for the sadistic masochist That hides in his box to avoid self discovery Your well of happiness will always run dry Peering outside Watching the twinkle in the eyes of the soul mates Knowing you will never experience the beauty of true love But, failing to comprehend the reason why Hearing the sweet, innocent laughter of children That you will never have because you’re Too narcissistic to love unselfishly Looking for fulfillment in places Where you will never find it Loveless, a lonely road On which you have chosen to travel In which you will draw your last breath alone Without your Susan Alexander Kane to hold your hand