By Arcassin Burnham

Got no friends in midst of the chaos coming this way , it'll be here in a matter of seconds,
said the peace and called a truce because the war will never end in learning all of life's lessons,
bless the innocent and all they stand for with bliss in this harsh life to one day ask many questions,
spending life with so many absences and wondering the day about that permanent suspension..  

I can relate..
i know how it feel to be the lonely one,
theres only so much you could take,
i know how it feels to be confused Lost One.
best of luck to myself.
And you , And you , And you.
best of luck to myself.
And you , And you , And you, And you...

Life is short but never fails to bring up your short-comings in a time of weakening and so much lies,
theres no perfect way to say that life isn't hard and you struggle for no reason in this life but not quite,
money makes up mostly where you live and breath in this predicament , can't take it to the grave when you die,
people nowadays are so untrustworthy lying to your face and sabotaging , just right out of spite..

I can relate..
i know how it feel to be the lonely one,
theres only so much you could take,
i know how it feels to be confused Lost One.
best of luck to myself.
And you , And you , And you.
best of luck to myself.
And you , And you , And you, And you.

I stare at this paper for an eternity and it swalllws me up and in all of my entirety. I am done for.
Gone.
I cannot do this. I've stared at this paper for 45 minutes and when the teacher asks how I've done
I will say, "I haven't done any of it."

And it takes me back to when I failed. To when I was left behind.

It takes me back to last year when I wasn't smart enough for chemistry.
I cry

I try

I fail over and over and in calculus I am a joke.

I can go to sectionals in track and my smile just can't reach my eyes

There is no glint and I can't bring up a facade
My friend
She asks, "why aren't you happy to be going to sectionals?
That means you're good autumn!"

And for the millionth time I cannot accept or say I am good at anything.

I am waitlisted to my dream school and I cannot accept that I still have a chance.
I win a national scholarship and I am still beaten down.
I win a community all star award and I win best lawyer and
I win another scholarship
And I'm accepted to a goodnight private school and the honors program
And I exceed the expectations of my family
And I am applauded by hundreds
And I am in the paper
And my photography is in an art gallery
And I am still
Not
Good enough.

I run and run and run and I throw and I try
And I still
am
not
good
enough.

I lose the weight and I'm still stuck looking at my meat jiggling

I am still stuck looking in this mirror that will never show someone good enough for anything in life at all.

he blew a kiss to me
across the garden
I thought that I felt it land on my cheek
but it must have landed on
the sunset instead

The stars were beautiful that night

By Arcassin Burnham


Soul cursed from birth with sins that made me think
not to pretend in a wicked world such as this,

i swear i could give a **** about your opinions when
burned deep into the skin of a grudging bliss,

Met my love that i still know in my life but never
reached toward a goal where i could have that kiss.
i'm sorry.

by Arcassin Burnham


Am I alive or just breathing in a dead corpse,
The silence is where my heart use to be,
God coming through for me,
Harvested the honey tree,
O! How I was just a simpleton to everyone's superiority
In bashfulness and disloyalty,
But I'm me,
What about you,
Like what about you,
I don't like you,
You didn't believe in me when I was kicked down on the
Ground with a hundred feet stomping me,
Doing things for myself is always the best company,
I wondered what I would've done if I hadn't been just doing
Things for me,
It's the best cup of tea,
That myself gave to me ....... of that makes any sense,
I don't know maybe this is my cure after all.