Not feeling feeling
Cut myself out from the box of pain
Coasting through
Fixating ***** it up
Just getting by
Taking a moment with the sky
Saying hi
It’s cool to be here
Visualizing what I desire
I want more
I want so much more
Than what we had together
Taking risks to risk it
All or nothing business
We only get this moment once
Embrace each one
Even pain has purpose
The beauty that comes from it explains its worthiness
sadness should transpire into art
Utilize it
As long as we are living
Truly living
I promise to pen these bubbling words
And paint pain
To the end

By Arcassin Burnham

You can't join,
What's a man to do to get his own peace?
Mind in a place with no granders,
Living day by day with no say and no law
and no purpose,
Hope it's worth it,
Still don't wanna create a life in world
that displays its okay to cheat on your wife
and lie,
Good thing I'm one of the good ones,
Pretending not to be the hood ones.

In the beginning there was
the word.  Abracadabra.
As I speak, so will I create.
Let there be light. Let there be love.    
  Let there be all the goods things that we have been dreaming of.
As above so below. Know thyself.

I have robbed myself bare
With the belief that I am the exception
Taking everything I love
With no remorse
and no room for redemption

A destined ****** sinner
With the heart of a child
One step from a killer
plagued by her own selfish mind

Moving forward as if all-knowing
And guided from above
But led alone by the fear and the loathing
With the grace of a caged dove

My wicked ways still vile
As I age with the years
But the need for change is deafening
It rings cold through my ears

My heart craves absolution,
peace of mind,
a friend,
or some kind of resolution

But upon finding the love of creation
And the idea of what could be
I ache for the past no longer
For my dove is set free