Skinny blues of toxicity
Moral of the story is I'm lonely
Yet aura and lust connects me
To my descriptive writing of poetry
Shakespeare taught me mind games and revenge
But the only revenge I want is you again
Your muscle heart of bordered security
Let me be your beginning
Let me show you that a toy is a toy
But reality comes when you pick your best decoy
Love is a game but I’m a mastermind
Can you be my puppet and my divine
May I help you make those dreams at night
And caress you until your broken inside
Make you think you love me until your screaming goodbye
And realize that I already broke you 100 times

By Arcassin Burnham

Purpose is a deniable virtue,
being lost in this world is a given,
love is a test or fantasy that could be explored even when sinning,
to be pleased and to satisfy your long awaited needs,
I surround my myself with family,
That is all I need,


I find it hard in life through everything I went through sending
More difficult obstacles to myself instead of receiving them
Like normal human beings when it's quite easy to make enemies,
I could never be what I want unless I change it,
I could never see a new day if just put aside my hatred
For thinking religion had anything to do with it,
Your a master mind aren't you! Just be cool with it.