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Arcassin B Jun 2015
By Arcassin Burnham

Enforced in the back part of my brain,
Bag full of crap and old burned socks,
Designer jeans and cheap gas prices,
Prepared to take charge,
If I did leave to serve a better,
Encounter all of that,
I'd know for a fact,
I'll handle that.
04. Did leave - (18 Part 2 mEP)
Arcassin B Jun 2015
By Arcassin Burnham

Crossing paths,
With nothing to cross,
My side is landmine city,
Don't make me blow your mine,
With rhymes and sentences o' plenty,

Been let down plenty of times,
And it'll keep happening,
In Diamond valley you pay the price,
On earth it wouldn't be happening,
Peace be still and behold,
There is no city of gold,
Thats what he wants you to believe,
Schemes are getting too old,
Like ice blocks are too cold,
To rarely put your tongue on,
Survive the strong , brave and bold,
All I know is pain,
Surviving on my own.
02. All I Know Is Pain - (18 Part 2 mEP)
Arcassin B Jun 2015
By Arcassin Burnham

Born in a world of hateful people as far as I know,
Nobody gives a **** about my well being,
I'd get the same treatment if I was a Christian though,
Never talked about it so I didn't know the meaning,
Of bleeding the shame into the public,
Get it easier if you were Russian,
Man I might be wrong,
Everybody has their situations,
Been bullied for 6 years poorly, what's your excuse,
Born with the silver spoon and now you say you need the noose,
You have friends ,you have family , something I wish I had,
And you refuse,
To live the life that everyone wish they had involving you,
Anxiety took my friends,
But they were gonna betray me in the first place,
I hate the human race,
Mars was my love first,
But out of all these ******* , racist and hypocrites,
The only one with talent and don't know how the market it,
All my ex's like to tell stories to make seem dumb in it,
Dating is an understatement as far as I'm concerned,
Highschool was horrible,
But I guess I'll never learn,
Face it ! My life is gone,
I'm all alone,
Facing the truth is very stupid,
Can't wait to get out my parents home.
01. Parents Home - (18 Part 2 mEP)
Lunar Apr 2015
Crushed pieces
Of two glass hearts
Didn't find their missing parts

But instead
Found each other
And fit perfectly in place

The first molded with the second
In the heat of the moment
Held from head to toe

A perfect masterpiece
From sand to art
A love so high from low
Part 2 of glass love
KA Lix Mar 2015
we saw each other for the first time

since you left

and i was an apathetic mess with my arms crossed over the hole of where my heart used to be

and you were a regretful paradox with clear liquid weakness lining your eyelids

i looked at you with empty eyes

and you grabbed a knife and stuck it in my abdomen

you carved and dug

you were looking for the part of me that loved you

that needed you

but you killed her when you left
Bridget Allyson Mar 2015
He watches me.
Dark or light.
He stands, he waits.
I feel no fright.
Last night he smiled at me.
I asked him why.
He told me the story of a girl
Who sounded awfully like I.
And still he watches me.
Dark or light.
He stands, he waits.
Eyesight locked tight.
Three years ago i asked him why.
If I ask again now he won't respond.
"Who are you?" I ask.
"Someone worth the bond."
And still he watches me.
Dark or light.
He stands, he waits,
Twelve years ago i asked him why the strange sight.
I grow weaker.
My days are numbered.
He stands.
And he waits.
I close my eyes, and realize our fate.
sage manson Jan 2015
Rage is the emotion with a love plating.

Knowing I can't make her love me the way that she used to kills me in everyway. She stays with me, she holds on, for what I don't know.

We patch the hole in our relationship,  but down the road the tear grows bigger... deeper. The words become more hurtful, the fights go on forever. Neither of us want to surrender, so the war continues. I'm not half the man I used to be, yet she hangs on to the man that is dead in me for dear life. Is this love?
Leave me some feed bck on how I'm doing!
Madeline Frosh Jan 2015
I am physically and emotionally alone
Not only am I situated where the water
     cannot meet the land and the trees do not
          bowl and bend to the seducing of the
               seasons
But you are not here to hold my hand
Your arms do not embrace my chest cavity
     and scream for pleasure in return
I am limp and loose
My body tightens when I hear  noises that
     faintly resemble you
And I feel my heart break at the cracking
     of each passing hour
I understand it's been awhile since we've
     made love on the grass where the strands
          gently touch each open fiber of our bodies
But God I would love a second chance to
     bring you to abandonment with me
And show you how lovely being alone can
     almost
          be
(Jan 12, 7:58 pm)
Katsa Nov 2014
Yes, I should go see a counselor...
My father died recently and I can't tell if I'm coping or not.

Yes, I should probably take anxiety medication...
Or something, because these nightmares have been going on for a month straight.

Yes, I should go see a doctor instead of ignoring the obvious cries of distress from my body...
Except I can't right now because work cut my hours and I've lost my health insurance.

Yes, I should not cut myself...
Which I haven't for a long time, but I still get the urge every time I get stressed.

Yes, I should not throw up...
Which I don't really do anymore, because I found someone who claims to like my body the way it is.

Yes, I should not be me...
Because I want to experience more of this world, and I can't if I'm stuck.

Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.
                                                            ­                                             But I am
I wrote Self Contained Arguments about 2 years ago, and reflecting on it recently inspired me to produce this updated version. Things haven't progressed the way I'd hoped they would, but since I've always been a realist I'm sure past me wouldn't be too surprised to hear that.
Makenzie Marie Nov 2014
Because the view in the dark is full of noise that never ends, that distracts me from all my untied odds and ends. And the view at the top is so full of peace. Too quiet. And the thoughts from the dark fight to break free.
And in the dark it's blinding.  I imagine one day I'll grow to be deaf, from the silent screams I hear endlessly. Maybe in some way the darkness will save me. I know it's irrational but really, jumping right into the water is the quickest way to forget that it's freezing.
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