By Arcassin Burnham


Your selfish ways,
Choking up all the fears you've conquered,
For so long I've wondered
And imagine the images that reflected you through me,
Is it an unsorted history,
Or my anxiety,
Maybe!  Probably,
Glad you were there for me
But I want more,

Your fiendish mind,
Id definitely go for miles for,
My humanoid carnivore,
Take your shoes off and drift into the past with me,
I hated all my memories,
I use to dream, but now I see,
That the whole time you we're there for me
But I need more.