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 May 2014 Madison
ZWS
I never knew myself till I met you
Because I noticed how much of me has become a part of you
I loved connecting with a person so different
Until I realized the difference became the same
And the frame became askewed
And I saw that you weren't you, but a part of me was inside of you
And that's why I wandered away so long ago, with out a clue
 May 2014 Madison
Arcassin B
"Daisy"
 May 2014 Madison
Arcassin B
by Arcassin Burnham


Daisy,
im falling in love with you,
Daisy,
follow the land of virtue,

Daisy,
looking to have a child,
Daisy,
i have not been here awhile,

if we go insane together in pain,
jesus will thank for shouting his name,

Daisy,
give me a moment to breathe,
Daisy,
why dont you want me to leave,

Daisy,
maybe we could sang a song,
Daisy,
we all could get along,

if we make this last forever in time,
look no forward as the sun shines,

Daisy.
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2014/05/daisy.html
 May 2014 Madison
Arcassin B
by Arcassin Burnham





When you were Younger,
we use to run throught the graveyards , telling eachother what would we do without,
when you were Younger,
we use to talk for hours , thinking about, making you into a wife, without a single doubt,
When you were Younger,
you use to punch me on my shoulder,real hard , stoping me from looking at other girls,
when you were Younger,
i use tell you all the things , that would possibly happen , if i gave you the world,
When You Were Younger,
You use to write songs , in the note pad everyday, that i gave you for your birthday,
When you were Younger,
I remember i use to hold you , telling you was gonna be o.k , i didnt hesitate,
When You Were Younger,
When You Were Younger,
You Use To Love Me.
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2013/07/when-you-were-younger.html
 May 2014 Madison
Arcassin B
BY Arcassin Burnham




when you were younger,
we use kiss eachother under this tree right here,
when you were younger,
we use to play under chandeliers,
when you were younger,
we use to listen to songs we felt that mattered,
when you were younger,
we use to be the pair that was happy together,
when you were younger,
i use to make you smile from cheek to cheek,
when you were younger,
i use to leave you so astonished that you couldnt speak,
when you were younger,
we use to smile at eachother in class,
when you were younger,
we use to sit here and say we would last,
when you were younger,
you use to say alot of things about me,
when you were younger,
you use to be the one to say we had to be free,
when you were younger,
you to say you wanted to marry me,
when you were younger,
you use to take my hand and kiss it softly,
when you were younger,
when you were younger,
we aint young nomore.
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2014/05/when-you-were-younger-pt2.html
 May 2014 Madison
ZWS
Existent
 May 2014 Madison
ZWS
It's a crazy ******* world
Concealed inside here
It's a mind inside matter
Of nihilistic fears
It's a give or a care, or lack there of
It's a pissy little kid, lovebred smug
It's all the things you can't talk about, an unattended Molotov
 May 2014 Madison
wecanonlywish
you cry in the shower,
because you dont want them to hear.
the people who are supposed to love you most,
are the ones who aren't even near.
you've been fighting a war on the battlefield of your mind,
a war that no one else seems to find.
People ask me why I cut
People say "Why would you do that?"
I'm too young to be this sad
People don't understand
I cut for me, I cut for pain
Emotional pain makes me sick
It is unbearable and all-consuming
Emotional pain in which I wallow
Physical pain is easier
Physical pain is short term
It allows me to Focus
Focus on the thin red line
The drops of blood pooling
I don't have to think at all
Nothing comes into my brain
Nothing but pain signals
No remembrance of ****
Abandonment and abuse
Cutting is my escape, my salvation
I am full of so many demons
When I cut I bleed them out
Each drop of red is a tear I've cried
Many tears and many red droplets
Physical pain overcomes me
Wraps me up in a ****** up blanket
Cutting is my drug, my escape
I am given the chance to numb
The ache in my heart is released
Through the valleys in my arm
Valleys carved into my flesh
Released through the blood
Pooling on the bathroom floor
A puddle of pain and demons
This is a puddle of me, all the
*****, nasty, unlovable, *******
Then there is a moment of bliss
That moment when I numb
Like right before they put you to sleep
The numb feeling of emptiness
I don't think about the demons
The demons in my head, screaming
They are no longer in my brain
They are in the puddle on the floor
No longer inside of me
Gone for a moment but not forever
Pain always comes back
This is why I cut, to quiet the pain
 May 2014 Madison
NitaAnn
Cutting
 May 2014 Madison
NitaAnn
Cutting was the only way i could function.
From the superficial cuts down to the super deep ones
The scars all have a story to tell
A period of life i can not take back  
They remind me of what i have fought through.
They also encourage me not to give others power
They do not deserve by bleeding out my pain
But to use my voice.
Then there is the factor of cutting
Because i simple enjoy watching myself bleed
And feeling myself release...

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