When your mind is shattered
Your eyes are blinded
There is pain everywhere
you go
Don't give up and
Don't give in

When the wheel of fortune
is stuck at 6
No hope remains
Don't give up
Don't give in
Noon will be coming around
again

When loneliness is
your only friend
and
it keeps calling you names
Don't give up
and
Don't give in

There are times
when life is
ablaze with horrors
but
Don't give up
and Don't give in

Those that survive
are those that find meaning
those that passively
take to their bed
are bound
to
perish
Don't give up
Don't give in

When the law's
got your name
and no payment can be
made
and
you have to go
along with their plans
that have been laid,
Inside, where you hide
Don't give up and
Don't give in.

Time only stops
once
Don't give up
Don't give in.

Free your soul
From the sinister trappings
Of the worldly pleasures
Once you seek within
Soul wakes up to your call
Protected by the aura
Of the purity of the universe
Disentangled from greed
Free from all illusions
Free your soul
Realize the eternal potential

As you search twice
For meanings
Cleverly stood
Hid in abstract
Paradoxical format
Ingeniously pushed

Between lines  
Of landscape analogies
Fictitiously portrayed
In anonymous
contagious ideologies

I'm sorry
For your losses
Of time and duress
Yet my incomplete thoughts
Can riddle even the best

Into a landscape
Of wild weeds and laughter
I waste away
In time torn pasture

Where timeless turns
To dusty grey
I push save poem
And slip away...

In possession
Of an intellect
Able to rise above
The ceiling of limitations

Emotional constructs
Binded by a need for love
Our hearts and minds
Do so push and shove

The mind's eye
So blindedly enlightened
The permanent waves
Of social, spiritual
Political devices

Still the sparks
Gleam from those
Beautiful creative eyes
Dreams turn ink
Into passion pinks
Crimson nights
And hues of unspoken blues

Through neural passageways
We share a common design
To create a world
In the intelectual
Poetic's mind.

drove
many routes
to find the gold.

Singing on street corners,
rhyming for dimes
and quarters,
Searching sensations
to find the map,
only left him further
from his goal.

Showered shaved
shot up hope
in a golden syringe,
filled his tank
and headed out
towards those
blue mesa hills.

He, of course, could
not find the route,
confusion
became
his only best friend.

He
spins and spins
whirling dervish
disoriented,
there was no gold in dizziness
when he spotted it
he
spun
right past it
gone in a direction unknown.

The driver drives
many routes tonight,
spots many islands of neon,
he finds silver in her arms,
copper in the dice,
brass in the door handles,
diamonds in the rough,
he finds dirt for his grave.

There was no other gold
along the way
there was only the gold
of living
and that
had already been delivered.

By Arcassin Burnham


texting you at three in the morning when I need you,
Touching you like kissing the rain when I feel you,
you could turn a flower to gold with your finger tips,

Touching you like kissing the rain,
I feel pain,
Just a little in my lower abdomen,
You can not shy away from me,
Or the truth,
Or the lies,
Or the deceit,
When you cry,
One day I'll die,
Knowing you cared for me,
I was here before,
Drying my own eyes,
With a matching suit,
And matches to light my owe fire,
More of a thought than an action,
When the cameras are rolling,
I gave a slight reaction,
Uncontrollable satisfactions,
Violent outbursts to a dark past,
So when you me in the hall you better hal ***,
Been punked out my whole life,
With an unborn kiss from my mothers heart,
Its complete ******* so I don't need to brag,
With the life situations and countless rumors,
I swear to god I need a heart attack,
But enough about me,
How is your mom , i know she talked about me,
Probably saying how well you'd do without me,
I was born to **** up,
Its not a secret anymore......
its an anatomy,

I said I would love you no matter the cost,
And I ******* that up,
Feelings drowning in a dead pool,
Sometimes I need to finish,
But I'm searching for a soulmate not a witness,
I just need some more clarity,
Would just help me out this hole,
No friends were there for me,
Play me like trading cards and leave me out in the cold,
Angry gestures won't get you by,
Wishing and hoping that the silver spoons die,
Die out and then never divide,
Like roaches they scatter around,
But so quick to provide,
You drive in a ******* porche while I take the bus,
Your money , you better hide,
So while I'm going on about that,
I'm reminiscing the good times that I spent with you,
All the nights you probably asleep,
Thinking about me in your dreams,
I'll just be ............

...texting you at three in the morning when I need you,
Touching you like kissing the rain when I feel you,
you could turn a flower to gold with your finger tips.