As this chapter ends and a new one begins,
I will once again disappear.
From your lives...
And from your memories.

Never again will our paths meet,
Never again will you hear my name,
Never again will we share in these words;

I am grateful for the time we shared.

What does one need to do to be remembered?

as for me
I would ever remember
how she watered the plants through the summers.

emotions are thick, messy things
tripping people like hidden traps
tangling like vines around throats
blooming bright colors as they strangle you
flashing in your eyes like snatches of memory.
rolling waves of the ocean during a storm
glimpses of swirling expressions and brilliant eyes
like the color of salvation.
you try to reach for them but you are weighed down
by the slick staining red of blood and regret.

By Arcassin B



Tell me,
tell me that your home safe asleep,
in your bed,
sometimes you would call me
just to come over instead,
maybe if it was settled then
me and you could hit the movies,
doing what teenagers do,
poring organic fuse,
driving those stylish cars,
doing things we can't refuse,
i swear to god i love you,
if you wasnt so beautiful i'd braid it,
knowing you,
probably hate it,
but i said it once before,
we go greatly together,
for what we have in store,
she puts all of that together,
this night was so glorious,
think i mite live another one,
promise that your social insecurities,
wont lend me none,
you made my life go astray,
like becoming a non-******,
didnt think that over anyway,
at least my cell phone still workin'.

~


Muddy shoes walk on helpless backs,
treachery a’ dance in the foothills of spite
Blaming only the scented dreams,
not the evil lurking in the thistle

“Blinded by beautiful gardens discretely nurtured of poison thorns”

Chalkboards erased and rewritten,
white letters fanning flames of deceit
In handwriting we thought we knew,
only cleverly disguised as friendly

“We trust, we smile, we fall, we cry…repeat”

When dust on coat strings settles
and seams of doubt ensue
Positioned on a ledge of lies, we jump…
for changes happen overnight

“Lessons learned but quickly forgotten in blooms of naïve beliefs”

Now as the pain of broken walls
crumbles, landing heavily on the gut
A swift kick releases the breath
of whom we thought to believe

*“It is the caring heart that gets ripped to shreds; it is the evil heart that feels no pain”

you're beautiful
not the stereotypical kind
more like a forest fire
destroying everything
yet still lighting up the whole sky

Life is often described
As a
B  L  U  R
What does it take to
Make us
S  L  O  W   D  O  W  N?