By Arcassin Burnham

How did I sleep on this?
How did I manage to keep myself in this charade
Any longer then I need to even fathom if I believed you,
It still wouldn't be the same,
Everyone is a victim,
Pushing lies on one another just to see how it
Will impact them,
I've been there,
Done that,
For sure it wasn't an impact,
It was an improvement to see how fake people
React,
Thinking out loud,
Days have became a bit solid and filled with
Magnolias,
Sorry that there's no trace of psychedelia,
Just me and a couple of snacks with a liter root beer
Sitting in the corner of grandma's room,
Flowers keep blooming outside putting roots on
The wall and savoring the roof.

Your memories racing out of you mind
From your subconscious to the front of your head,

Your losing control, get a grip, stay awake,
From a diffrent realm, transferred to what is real.  

What if fake is what is to be known
To stir up the truth in all that is told..

by Arcassin Burnham


If trust is highly cautious nowadays then i should really stop the act,
if fake is fake and real is real then please don't let the opposites attract,
people wanting more than friends that care about themselves and then turn their backs,
but i just need a friend that would be as loyal as the **** on a camels back,
so why don't you just,
spare me the pity and,
fall out the back door with,
too many colors of,
your true intentions its,
not my fault that i'm just,
one of the good ones yes,
one of the true ones yes,
one of the loyal ones yes...

but from you i need more assurance yes,


Dealt with more fake people than the great wall had intruders that attacked,
In these days i'd rather be alone in this room writing all a bunch of facts,
To a man that has no reputation piercing through the traffic for a crash,
to have a friend would be delightful but people always leave and never come back,
so why don't you just,
spare me the pity and,
fall out the back door with,
too many colors of,
your true intentions its,
not my fault that i'm just,
one of the good ones yes,
one of the true ones yes,
one of the loyal ones yes...

but from you i need more assurance yes.

''I picked you over her''
should have been the first red flag.
''Shorty'' saved in his phone is another.
He knew I'd never evade his privacy, so he never had to hide anything.
I cared
but I trusted
I was scared
yet I believed in him
He stopped caring
I kept loving
He was gone
I was still trying
He told me I wasn't enough
I assured him I was.
He left
with a ''maybe in the future''


I grew stronger within time
I don't hate him for what he did. But I don't like him for his vile ways. I am worthy of something better than him. He will forever be my first lover, but he wont be the last. for him, it was a loss. Im sure he realizes it now. Tragic.