I've music outside my door
Emotional tones that touch the soul
Symphonies of light and song ,
piedmont melodies to mull over ,
heavenly voices resonating o'er fields of
purple clover
Nights filled with the wonder of Lady November
Starlight , evening tinsel , a bold harvest Moon at the tip of tall Loblolly's to fondly remember
I've whippoorwills calling day to close
The smoldering leaves of Autumn to tickle my nose
A sturdy rocker , black coffee and dove call
Twilight miracles that lend faith and enthrall* ..

I love him, but he'll never love me.
I somehow hope maybe we're meant to be.
But deep down I know we'll never be together.
The pain in my chest seems to last forever.
I want to stop loving him but don't know how,
I keep trying, but I will stop I vow.

You said you needed to find yourself and I said that was fine. I let you go footloose and fancy free. I found a place to build a house but it is not yet a home, I wait on you patiently. You came back my way and we got to talk for a while, but you told me you had this big dream. So I let you chase your rainbow, while I worked on my life, but it is not complete yet, because you are not here. I found peace of mind and you found the end of your rainbow, though it wasn't what you thought it would be. You come running back towards home and there you finally saw me. I smiled with opened arms, but you just broke down in tears. You said you are sorry for wasting so many years. I told you it was all right that we can start like yesterday never was. I have always been patiently waiting on your love.

By Arcassin Burnham


To be truthful I'm not perfect and I know nobody is and if no one
Will love me then God was always there from the beginning to
When I had my first ****** encounter to telling the first girl I'd
Rather marry her and have the kids that we dreamt about in
The moment that it started making me believe how some things
Could be good and only good for they would never work out in
The end, use to tell myself in the past there was no time to pretend,
And when each person leaves it's a cycle that'll never end,
One of the reasons why my life was caught up in so much sin,
Later , now when I repent,
Leave my life and you will see what the definition of grudge is,
Sweet vibes in memories but enough I can't stress this,
When I tell myself that I don't stress at all in the peril of my own
Demise letting all my energy and focus go into things that I can
Not hold in disguise,
Hang me dry Lord.......

Someone walks around with me,
A blue little monster,
With grubby little hands,
Fur is all tangled,
Mangled and raw.
That's sadness,
The worst someone of them all.

You see sadness walks around with me,
And reminds me of my fears,
Tells me people will leave,
Without one single care.
They say "it's happened before,
Why not now?"
And I can't really say anything,
All I do is frown.

Sometimes something happens,
And someone wants to leave,
And sadness starts laughing,
Hoping I'll start to believe
When things seem like they're going right,
I probably could be wrong,
And maybe I should just give up,
Before more of my heart is torn
By sadness' grubby fingers,
Scratching and prying away,
Cackling like a hyena,
And I just sit in pain.

I know you didn't mean to hurt me,
But it doesn't mean I won't cry.
My stomach has an empty pit,
And my mind is like a prune,
My heart may not be mangled,
But there are tears
That won't go away too soon.
So forgive me for my frowns,
And the occasional tears,
It's just that my monster made me believe,
In all my horrible fears.