Dec 2014

By Arcassin Burnham


Moving traces out of my mind,
You think I'm lost or something,
You think the only ounce of ignorance,
Has a cost or something,
Or maybe your ego had a stand off or something,
Like you couldn't handle all the boundaries,
Guess it taught you something,
So snuggling under purple and pink clouds,
In an empty room,
Regrets wouldn't be aloud,
In the realm of bloom,
Where the flowers are,
Like it had a lifespan or something,
Living 30 years long like it was meant to be or something,
To be misjudged but the wrong pill you take or something,
Red one or blue one,
Want cancer,
Look at the sun,
And the stars,
Realize who you are,
Don't be threatened by the lonely ones.

Humm yeah I guess