By Arcassin Burnham


When it falls,
And it'll fall,
There's no way out.

Put up a fight,
And when it's time,
You will find out.

Cause when earth grows cold and the
people get weary and the bliss of an
Ignorant boy gets ready,
As the world in diversity, we know to love
another and the vultures fly over us,
They're plotting undercover,

With one mistake,
We cause a rift,
While in this time...

Put down your guards,
Let go of egos,
Silence your hate.

Especially those guns,
All this war,
It's all the same.

Cause when earth grows cold and the
people get weary and the bliss of an
Ignorant boy gets ready,
As the world in diversity, we know to love
another and the vultures fly over us,
They're plotting undercover,

Times are hard,
But in this case,
You will be fine...

There should be three crosses on the side of the highway
three bite size graves all in a row
three rotting skeletons collecting dust

When I was young I made a suicide pact
with my two best friends

I woke up on my bedroom floor
stars crossing in front of my eyes
empty bottle of pills still in my hand

At their funerals I kept my mouth closed
Because there are things their mothers needn't know

That should have been a sign
I was meant to forever walk this world alone

I am again...

Caught
              in the then and now.

Blind footfalls
              on the treadmill of life.

With a head
              filled with thoughts
              hands full of nothing
              and a heart full of porcelain.