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 Jul 2017
Rebel Heart
"I've overcome depression"..*
But nights like these it still leaves its muddy footprints
All over my words and drowns me
In thoughts I thought I locked away
Deep in a chest in the back of my mind..
It still stomps through at its own pleasure
As if to remind me
That my minds still not my own
And neither is my life.
That I belong to eternal darkness
Not lost in your warm embrace
Stuck forever in the midst of the chaotic *nothingness...
A more depressingly truthful poem lost in 2014... Leave any thoughts in the comments or feel free to message me privately, I'm always here to talk...
 Jul 2017
Rebel Heart
Whisper soft sins into my ear
The night can blanket us both
As we rise and fall onto eachother
With the stars dancing above us
To rejoice our secret reunion..
I forgot how much I missed your soft lips
And their taste on mine
As they mapped out deep secrets
Tracing my scars under the moonlight..
Unravel me with your deep dark eyes
A pool of brown ever so captivating.
Claim me as yours once again my love
As we breathe the same air
We'll dance together
Creating our own music
Forever locked away in the depths
Of our fated sheets
As the universe erupts
To acknowledge our doomed love..
Mark me as yours
As I lose myself in your scent
Burning tonight into memory
Hoping we'll meet again soon
For between the whispered words you left
There was still much left to be said...
Another poem left marked as unedited and hidden within piles of other poems from years ago but truely too beautiful to keep from the world... hope you all enjoy and have a wonderful day
~BM
 Jul 2017
Rebel Heart
And I never dreamed of us together,
For fire and ice are always apart.
But you broke through all the barriers,
Defied the laws and stole my heart.

It seemed as though the galaxy aligned,
One breezy night
As the moonlight danced
Into the balcony
Blanketing the bedroom
Under the twinkling stars

As if a fantasy bled into the realm of reality
And the impossible bent the rules of fate.
As if time came to a rippling stop
And all the voices began to slowly fade...

Your eyes drowned out even the music,
Capturing me in enticing sins.
Your lips locked onto mine
In a desperate longing
Slowly mapping out every inch of my bare skin

And though my insecurities invaded my thoughts
Threatening to darken this one moment of complete light
Your whispering words anchored me to the now...

My demons constantly attacked my sanity
  "You're smart"
My skeletons gnawed away at dreams
  "You're talented"
My ghosts kept putting up walls around my heart
  "You're amazing"
My ugly scars screamed this was all a dream
  "You're beautiful"
Because how could something this amazing be real?
  "So beautiful"
How could someone like you love someone like me?
  "******* beautiful"
How can someone love these flaws flowing relentlessly within me?
  "I'm in love with you..."
How could these sins you whisper to me under the stars unravel the universe of emotions I've held inside me like this?
  "And you're mine"
          ..And I always will be..
I'm not really Rebel Heart. She's busy so I'm taking over her account for a while (one of the perks of being a writer's best friend). All that's published on this account will solely be her writing however. I was reading through some of her work and found this from years ago. I have to admit I didn't know what to expect but all her words seemed to be so captivating. Unfortunately she, for whatever reason, has yet to publish some of her best work (that's my opinion), and labeled most of them as unedited or "unpublishable" (I'm sure that isn't a word). Throughout the days I guess it'll be interesting to see some of the words she's left for the world to see as she, like most of us poets, keeps 90% of her words locked away even from me. Let's venture through the depths of her mind together ~BM
 Jul 2017
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham


Hi I'm Arcassin And I was wondering how a black male
in america made it this far,
Dear Zeus Please tell me what I've done wrong,
And there ain't mountain high enough for journey's to start,
there's not enough room in this soul to smile.
I know what I've done and I'm not proud.

New mission.
with honorable mentions.
keeping one love.
no substitutions.
I know my role man.
to be a citizen.
but I'm so woke man.
the truth will hide in sin , sin.
we can't pretend like nothing's going on,
you wanna waste away , you wanna live your life,
I swear material things mean more to you than the
people that have your back in this life,
so calm down man.
you fought long enough.
I hope you understand.
It's just as simple as trust.
Hallelujah.
Hallelujah.

Hi I'm Arcassin And I was wondering how a black male
in america made it this far,
Dear Zeus Please tell me what I've done wrong,
And there ain't mountain high enough for journey's to start,
there's not enough room in this soul to smile.
I know what I've done and I'm not proud.

Don't need luck.
changes is a must.
***** your issues.
Not in the mood to fuss.
we all have weaknesses.
and we're all not so strong.
we all gotta fight.
to capsulize the wrong, wrong.
we can't pretend like nothing's going on,
you wanna waste away , you wanna live your life,
I swear material things mean more to you than the
people that have your back in this life,
I can't control.
whatever it is you do.
the guilt we try to hold.
will only bury you.
Hallelujah.

Hallelujah.
©abpoetry2017
https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2017/07/room-smile-cant-be-silenced-ep-coming.html
 Jul 2017
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham
Original Lyrics By Fleetwood Mac


Situational views with over determination ,
I don't need a judge or a saint , thanks for consideration,
Poked eyes don't see the evils that go on in this country,
Some people could hear them calling from hell , it must be comfy,
Plant life can't even really get a stance without people building buildings
Over them , there ain't a chance,
But nothing to a country boy that just works with his hands,
But not in a country so doped by wickedness , do you understand?

Listen As My Heart Grows,
Watch us all rise.
Running towards the Meadows,**** deciet,
**** your lies

And if you don't love me now,
While your heart is dipped in sin,
I can still hear you saying you would never break the chain",
(
Never break the chain)
You've broke my soul somehow,
We can't just sit here and pretend,
I can still hear you saying you would never break the chain",
(Never break the chain)

Listen As My Heart Grows,
Flowers all in sight.
Running In The Meadows,hide the dark,
Embrace the light,
Your Love is stricken,**** deciet,
**** your lies,

And if you don't love me now,
While your heart is dipped in sin,
I can still hear you saying you would never break the chain",
(
Never break the chain)
You've broke my soul somehow,
We can't just sit here and pretend,
I can still hear you saying you would never break the chain",
(Never break the chain)
And if you don't love me now,
While your heart is dipped in sin,
I can still hear you saying you would never break the chain",
(
Never break the chain*)

Never break the chain,
Never break it with your family,
Never break the chain,
Never break it with your friends to be,
Let the link be stronger like protecters,
Keep your enemies,
Closer, in world full of broken hearts and a lot disclosure,
Is a lot to be saying for a kid that lives Florida,
We need closure for these posers that make greed a rare exposure,
Ain't no,
Signed sealed deliver **** when it hits the fan,
And nowadays being a man that dies is mostly a black man,
My opinions just stirs up so much conflict in comforting someone about the
Truth and it's allegiance,
Killings happen , it repeats and,
Don't let them open up the season.

Chains keep us together,
(Run into the shadows)
Chains keep us together,
(Run into the shadows)
Chains keep us together,
(Run into the shadows)
Chains keep us together,
(Run into the shadows)
Chains keep us together,
(Run into the shadows).
©abpoetry2017
https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2017/07/fleetwood-mac-chain-abpoetry-remix.html
 Jun 2017
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham

All life I've been an outcast forced to be in a world I didnt understand
which put me right where I didn't want to be,
learning all of the worlds ways in hopes that I could get rid of my bad thoughts of the past and freeze my memory,
All of the sorrows and all of the heartache, all the self pity and all the shame, I managed to pull through with all of my sanity,
Finding the little things in life and the little pieces to my good memories will only in the end leave me happy,
The people,
The lies,
The anxiety,
The past,
The family,
The friends,
Would have played out in a different setting if i were just...
Well....me.
©abpoetry2017
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2017/06/lone-wolf-background-by-sidney-kirsch.html
she runs up to her room and shuts the door.
she cries blood and tears
because home doesn't feel like home anymore.

she's no longer yelled at to do chores,
something her mother used to do to her,
but without it home doesn't feel like home anymore.

she finds her father's jokes a bore,
and though he tries, she doesn't laugh
because home doesn't feel like home anymore.

she has anxiety that shakes her to the core
and she fears it's getting worse
because home doesn't feel like home anymore.

she's always in her room because she feels ignored.
without her mother there to keep her company,
home doesn't feel like home anymore.

she's fallen hard for a girl she adores
and the rejection by her father when she told him
made her realize that home doesn't feel like home anymore.

she feels lost, sees nothing more to live for.
you can try convincing her, but it probably won't work
because home doesn't feel like home anymore.
 May 2017
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham

Apoligies won't come easy when liars recon and give every man a bad name,
cross your heart in solace thinking you would be the one after something tragic,
your sadly mistaken, its a **** shame,
enough love in your soul even when the demons fly and make you lose with
whatever you should've gained,
you might be popular but inside your lonley , pretty good for a story of distorted
fame,
Read about it , read about it,
can't deal without it , sleep profounded,
the love she had she went and threw it,
in trash full of lies and deciet,
would've thought that you knew it, would've thought that you knew it,
shes dead now , you blew it,
would've thought that you knew it,
even dead or alive , this life isn't fair,
but why do we reside?
©ABPoetry2017
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2017/05/statistic-of-love.html
 May 2017
Rebel Heart
The angels weep silently,
As the stars fall into the night.
Signifying another life lost,
Into the mist, out of sight.

My star still burns,
Yet so dimly it might fall too.
For I'm not dead but am dying,
Fading out of what I once knew.

What purpose do I have?
Just a meaningless ball of gas.
Why should keep on burning?
If I'm just living like broken glass.

Stuck in the between
Of life and death and,
what matters most

Slowly weeping
For what I should've had,
could've had so close

From a shooting star
To a dying one
Just waiting to fall too

From a bright light
To a crying one
Just wanting to start anew

And as I gaze out to the mist
I see another one fall
The angels weeping silently
For the next one they call
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