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Arcassin Burnham

I'm looking for the midnight to come and then
Take me away from this dreadful planet
Watching my sorrows and feelings flutter into
Dust and taking lust and turning it against my
Soul as it makes its way to my heart of what use
To be,
I'll always wanna get rid of me,
Won't save myself for this energy,
Should I have a shaved head and confidence as big
As what I use to be,
Won't let life get the best of me,
Please! I don't need your sympathy,
Talking to these strangers in my head like I've known
Them for years discussing everything my life had to offer
Embedding me with lies to keep me falling in the dark
Of an abyss fit for a failure in life that believes in love
And bleeds like y'all and stands up but sometimes,
May have gotten out of line a few times,
You wouldn't have a life if you just took mine,
Minding my business is not really a crime,
Anxiety ***** and we lose track of time,
Needed love , and you stood me up its alright,
The valley of the diamonds sincerely arise,
Of broken glass in your hand,
Now your bleeding,
That's what you get for deceiving.
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Letting you go,
Was like ripping out,
A piece of myself,
And then watching,
As I bled to death,
Wishing it was still there,
But knowing it could never be.
Is it really dying if I'm already dead?
Is it really screaming if it's just inside my head?
This is actually two lines from a previously written poem, but I prefer it on it's own.
Everyday is, the same old fight
Wandering mind, won't alight
Befuddled emotions, I cannot indite
Find myself, in a sorry plight
Lay deadbeat, as my demons smite
Rest in bleak ashes of blight
Broken, fallen, abjected outright
I had two lizards.
Their names were E's and Whizz after the Pulp song, which was apparently about drugs.
Lizards aren't like drugs.
They're just different.
You can't take a lizard to get high.
You could try it with the right kind of frog but licking a lizard just makes you look weird.
Plus if you tried to swallow one, it would get stuck in your throat.
Lizards don't like that.
Plus you'd get done for animal cruelty.
It's ok though, you'd have the excuse that you were smacked off your t**s on Lizard.
I looked after them,
But they kind of melted.
This was real,
Not drugs.
I hadn't tried drugs.
I hadn't licked a lizard.
Lizards aren't like drugs anyway,
but we've already covered that,
it's a bad analogy.
It was horrid watching them,
Think I over heated the tank.
I think it's kind of an analogy for life.
You can spend your life buying all the right food
Keeping the temperature just right.
But never enjoy your lizard  
Too busy thinking about food and heat.
Or you can just get on with things.
Enjoy your lizards,
crank up the heat  
see what happens.
I think life's better like that.
Not for lizards though.
Mine melted.
You've got to keep their temperature right.
It was a bad analogy.  

I'm still single if anyone's interested?
once a daydream collected
on my soul and I kissed
its breath so much it blew
gently away
it had pleasure from
my attention and called
on other daydreams
to join in the web of
salted yawning I
promised to provide

once a winter storm
crashed into my roof
and I applauded it so strongly
it continued to devastate
the house
engulfing every shadow
that crept quietly
behind the walls

once a voice trampled
on my daydreams
I asked it to go away
and not be around me
anymore

why are you still here
with me
can't you see that I am lonely?
"is anyone out there?"
she whispered to the endless crowd,
hoping that just one person would notice.
So where's my fairy tale ending?
Where's my happily ever after?
Where is the meant to be?
Where is my perfect princess moment?
Where is it?
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