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 Apr 2017 Cold-Bones
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham


Seeing darker days like lonely nights and raw fists fights and chaos
happen all in one day and at a time,
We were vulnerable with less money to spend and dine ourselves to
perfect things that would've made it alright,

What is the right place to us?
My Ex was a succubus,
i swear anytime i could have made it out..

My mom would lock me away,
because of thoughts and anger issues,
but she didn't talk to me , she just doubts..

Remembering my grandpa had a stroke in front of me and i couldn't
do anything in that situation,
And then one night my step grandpa was on the brink of death with
so any tubes in his mouth , i was in devastation..

so,
tell me what is the right place...

hmm,
maybe in heaven we're safe..


can you tell me?

please tell me,
What is the right place to us?
My Ex was a succubus,
i swear anytime i could have made it out..

My mom would lock me away,
because of thoughts and anger issues,
but she didn't talk to me , she just doubts..
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 Apr 2017 Cold-Bones
Sophia Lynne
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 Apr 2017 Cold-Bones
Sophia Lynne
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exaltation, exasperation
that's how were separated
in our nation
the happy stick together
and the fed up stay alone
everyone's always on their phone
miscommunication is
the cause for most things
we would rather text
instead of give them a ring
that leads to hurt people and
hurt people hurt people and
if we could help it
would we stop being sheeple?
we've become familiar with this
intoxicating life of
never thinking twice and
thinking you're above
but in "reality".. If it can even be called that
were all the same
whether or not we know the names
of the people that surround us
fact is, someone surely found us
and put us together for a reason
maybe we each represent a different season
that would make sense wouldn't it?
Rhyming makes me feel silly.
[July 9, 2016]

Consumed within immense anguish he fabricates
A feeling of lifeless dread he cannot erase
A victim of madness, his sorrow and fate
He stares at a forgotten corpse with no face

He hears the skeleton whisper his name
Like being dead is nothing but a game
The whispers echo, like an endless scream
The faceless haunts his every dream

The expressionless gaze leaves him powerless
Against his shame within corrupt conscience
Passively struggling without emotion
Regret builds like an infinite ocean

The mass of guilt crushes his strength
He cannot fight the impossible strain
He forfeits his freedom and gives his life
For the faceless ghost that brings him strife

The forsaken mystery was never resolved
The remains were gone, the blood dissolved
In the end, it turned out the faceless
Was never really a corpse at all
Faceless [July 9, 2016]
Category : Fiction/Reflection/Relative
A story that describes the feeling of guilt.
 Apr 2017 Cold-Bones
A Poet
Mistake
 Apr 2017 Cold-Bones
A Poet
Are your proud of who I am?
Or are you rolling in your grave ashamed.
You were the pillar that held up my walls,
and answered all of my calls.

I never hurt so bad, so when did I ever lower my guard?
My dreams, my aspirations, my goals, my life revolved around you.
Always with a smile, I was a fool that never grew,
because you were the pillar who took all life threw.  

How much abuse did you endure? It must have been stressful, I'm sure.
I'm sorry my lover, I could have done more, if only I knew.
Not a day goes by that I'd rather be asleep than awake, so that I won’t have to relive all my mistakes.

Eventually your walls toppled over, so did my heart.
With the blink of the eye, your ardent flame came to an end.
I’m sorry my lover, if only I knew, I would beg god for more time.

So please tell me that you are not ashamed,
Send me a sign, that I have grown and became great!
That I am no longer the same and have changed!

Tell me my lover, for I am starting to think Ive grown but insane.
Am I everything you wished for?
Or your greatest mistake?

Forgive me lover,
For deep down I know I was the greatest mistake.
Late hour ,
Underneath many stars ,
She drove her car
out of the city

The buzz
and the rush
turn'd her fuzz'd
that she could take no more

She was passing tiny towns
singing loudly old songs
on the road empty
driving fast ,far away .

Left the town without a phone
just useful and important possession
To be all alone on her own
To be free from all her boundaries

She had no map in hand
but she will not halt the car till dawn
something that will feel like home
A place of rest and calm .
 Apr 2017 Cold-Bones
JAC
Nothing would make me happier
than if I were purely selfless,
but then I'd be happiest
and I'd have only served myself.
 Apr 2017 Cold-Bones
Diane
For so long I've wondered how
Dreadful would it be
For me to forget how complicated
Things are between
You and my thoughts
At 12 am, caressing a cigarette.

Darling, you were the song to my music,
The dreaded prince to my long gone story
Of whatever happiness this world
Made me believe.

As I speak the words of longing,
My eyes wander to the stars,
Hoping you'd hear the hints of my
Bottled up emotions.

I am leaking.
Leaking with fear, self doubt.
I don't want to bleed
Bitter memories, ugly utterances of
How miserable it is
To love you.

I am spinning in one place,
Trying to stay, trying to heal
The cracks of my broken
Faith in you.

I love you, darling I do.
Even if I have bottled emotions that I'll never show you.
Out of the blue crap.
Meet me in the Garden
Where the wind whispers through the willows
As they bend to nature's mighty breath
Meet me on the sandy beach
Where the peaceful ocean ebbs & flows
Like the cycle of life and death
Meet at the the place
That can only be called

"Home"

Where no one feels abandoned
Where no one feels alone
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