You're gone.
Off, on your journey.
Into your spirit world.
Yes, it's alright to go to Heaven now.
I knew one day I would lose you,
So I memorized the cut on your right finger.
I see that cut, that scar, now, on your finger.
As you lay - suit creased, pancake make-up and dead flesh.
I once loved you with a heart that knew not how to love.
And you abused it.
You defiled it.
Stomped it.
Then your last words to me were "You were the love of my life."
Then you wilted, just like the flowers you planted.
That amber ring on your other finger that we bought together.
It's there.
On your dead finger.
On my dead heart.
Soon to be buried.
Remembered by me.
Forever.
But, only by me.

By Arcassin Burnham

Completely and utterly mystically sane,
I drive through the forces that carry my weight,
Visions through your eyes , but you never mentioned my name,
I'd die a quick and painful death without knowing the strain,
No limations left swear i fill up pain,
Indebted the affection but battled with the thoughts that came,
Popular teens riding in mustangs , while you have to walk in the rain,
Life isn't always good,
When karma is on your *** all the time,
Asking god why have you forsaken me,
Without ever being rude,
But slowly telling it you hate it too,
Retorting and overreacting,
Drinking too much to know your name,
To the heavens your shouting,
But this love I have could not be replace,
For the weirdest reason.

When I die,
I’ll get buried.
And like buried seeds,
I’ll sprout back some day.

is
like
the
ocean

the
deeper
you
go
the
more
treasure
you
will

Pictures contains millions of buried feelings and unsaid words within.

{E.I}