In a world full of war, Aurora sat on her bed. Looking through her window, she moved the transparent yellow curtains slightly as she gazed upon the kingdom her father ruled. Currently there was a break in this celestial commotion - In her eyes, a breath of fresh air for the first time in a while.

Now confusion surrounds everyone who is willing to read. Let me explain.

Aurora lives on the sun. Be...

A sense of acceptance

A sense of relief

The feeling of safety and being complete.

What is belonging, according to me?

It is something that ends quite shortly.

Like a dream you try to grasp and hold onto, only for it to leave

Or a firework on the fourth of July that is extremely brief

Or a memory of being a young baby that drifts away like smoke.

The memory's of being young and happy, listeni...

My city is on fire

They raise the standards higher

And the marks on my papers get brighter and brighter.

Everything surrounding me in gray colored ashes

Broken, shattered, smoke stained glasses.

A metaphor to lighten up the unbearable truth.

A phrase I will use to conceal what I lose.

Watered down mascara or a tear stained face

Isn't enough to let me take a break.

Late assignments and crimso...