If I could speak with the old me
The first thing I would do is give her a hug
No one understands her pain like I do
I would dry her eyes full with tears
She has cried enough due to pain
Only tears that should be shed are of happiness
I would tell her to watch out for a certain guy
He caused a lot of unwanted problems
But she'll make it through
Finally, I would tell her to hold her head up high, her shoulders back
A queen wouldn't want her crown to slip

Nothing
Is what you feel like now.
Empty, so empty,
So filled with
Nothing.
I miss you breathing down my neck.
I miss breathing for you,
With you,
Because of you.
I miss you being
A sweet, sweet part of my being.
Nothing
Is what you feel like now.
Nothing.
No more, no less, just
Nothing.

By Arcassin Burnham

You ain't gotta be the walk of shame,
Or cover up and hide your garden from
The windows to my soul,
I see,
Alot of potential in you but I can't be the
One to blame as I walk through the grass
Testing the moon and stars to my advantage
While listening to something classical but
In actuality I really have a tendency to match
You with every song that I play with just
Simple mp3's,
Love me baby please,
I'll wait for you all night and all day I'm
Trembling to have you in my arms just
Straight being a tease,
Please,
Take this as a perfect request,
I would go on a quest with help from other
People that are willing to get me to you,
Hope this is not a test,
Too late to forget your face,
And two of us in this place,
The trust we'll never erase,
Won't let it be a phase,
In a place like this.........

By Arcassin Burnham

Never seen you here before until today with your
Smile and your grace , and your style , and your face
Looking at me as I stare into the dark corridors,
Your pride melted like cheap smores that devoured
Souls of their assisters and brother keepers , we don't
Ignore the way they treat us,
I got the remedy In case your anxiety comes like a
Sequel in hopes to hide the truth to a better meaning,
That's lethal,
Never seen such light like yours ,
Your neon's peaking,
Earthquake your fate into a mistake that Carry's weight
And extra baggage so that you won't get a date to who
Is just right or average.

2 years, 5 months, 19 days.

That's the last time a man
Looked me in my eyes
And told me
He loved me.

Nearly one thousand days have passed
Since someone looked at me
Like I was his whole world.

And now I'm at the point
Where I wonder if I'll be alone
Forever,
Not like the cliches,
The woman who chooses a career over a family,
Or the crazed lady who clings to her cats...
No, just a girl
Growing into a young woman
Who doesn't even remember
What it feels like to have someone
Love her.

Not sure if I've really ever even been loved,
At least not like it happens in the movies.
I've continued to pine hard,
Chasing the affection of conflicted souls
Who never bother to appreciate me,
Those cliched types who are
"Too damaged" to really love someone.

Sometimes I wonder
If I'm gonna be able to accept love
If I finally find it,
My fragmented soul having grown
An allergy to kind gestures,
Compliments,
Or anything that actually might be deemed
Indicative of affection.

Slowly sinking down to the baseboards,
Rotted and gnarled roots
Clinging deep to the underground,
My body dissolved into an anterior realm of
Cynicism
As I grasp the realities of my own
Unrequited love,
My yearning to demand more,
******* and twisted with my
Fear to stop settling
And actually obtain
"better."

2 years, 5 months, 19 days.
I'm just hoping it doesn't take me
As long
To look at the
Golden brown eyes that I
See in the mirror and tell me
I love me
Enough to not care who
Else might.

Eight pounds of thorough *******
split between two brothers of Zaragoza, Spain
the love for substance has lost all of it's hope
time for family split between hours of dope
there was a newborn with wings, without a full day
because the love for substance stood directly in the way.

How dark and long the night
Growing up in the care
Of you, my mother
Unstable and violent
With fists as fast as your hair-trigger temper
I was very young when I learned to take a punch
And fly across a room with the best of them

But you taught me to read before I started school
And you read Dickens to me for hours
Igniting my love of words and stories
But even then
The storm could crash at any time
"What a quiet, well-behaved little boy.
Isn't he shy?"

But the worst thing you ever did to me
You told a lie as big as the moon
You said that my real father, the gypsy
Was dead
When I met him, in my teens
The world lurched slightly
And never went back to normal
And the worst thing is
I was still too scared to call you a liar

                                              By Phil Roberts

By Arcassin Burnham

We're so drunk , we're so drunk , we're so mother freaking
Drunk,
Not enough room in this attic , wouldn't mind if we just
Shrunk,
Just like Alice entering wonderland through a rabbit hole,
I have no intentions of touching your body or your soul,
We're so drunk , we're so drunk , we're so mother freaking
Drunk,
Everything we did was asinine, but dying of boredem stunk,
Delighted as I am to call my own , it's personal,
Writing love , and pain , and sweat  and shame in 72 journals,
We're so drunk , we're so drunk , we're so mother freaking
Drunk and intoxicated out of our minds with a bit of grime
And old creepy dolls on the floor,

We're so drunk , we're so drunk , we're so mother freaking
Drunk,
We're so drunk , we're so drunk , we're so mother freaking
Drunk,
We're so drunk , we're so drunk , we're so mother freaking
Drunk,
We're so drunk , we're so drunk , we're so mother freaking
Drunk,
We're so drunk , we're so drunk , we're so mother freaking
Drunk,
We're so drunk , we're so drunk , we're so mother freaking
Drunk,
We're so drunk , we're so drunk , we're so mother freaking
Drunk,
We're so drunk , we're so drunk , we're so mother freaking
Drunk.

Pieces were all I had
But they were enough
They were enough to start a fire
They were enough to build a wall
They were enough to tell a story
They were enough to begin
And that's all I needed

My heart falls to pieces
I try to recall on the last time I saw you smile
But I can't
This pain overwhelms my thoughts
I wonder if you know
Just how much it hurts me
To see you hurting
You say you'r okay
But the windows of your soul tell me otherwise
I asked you a question the other day
I know it sounded far fetched but,
I mearnt every word
Your only response was tears
A cord deep inside my soul they struck
And still I await your response
I wish I didn't leave now,
Not now when you need me most
But I pray you understand
Am better off away
I can't stand seeing you broken
You have always been my strength
Am not used to your tears
Am clueless on how to handle you
When you hurt, I cry
When you cry, my soul leaves me
So you see,
Am better off away
Though my heart still throbs with pain unbearable
And though my eyes long to see you
And my nose to inhale your sweet scent
And my hands ache to hold you
Am still better off away
I know I promised to ever be by your side
But now am going away
Though good reasons I gave,
Its still a promise broken
For that Am Sorry
Am sorry that am being selfish
Am Sorry for leaving you at your very lowest
Am Sorry for saying Am Sorry
Knowing it doesn't help
And Am Sorry that when you hurt it pains me more than you
I don't know why it does
But I promise to learn to hurt less when am away
I pray that I keep that promise
So I come back to you
To help you heal
To help you smile
And forever be by your side