Why do I
ask for more
When I do have
enough ?

Why do I
look around
when I know
there is no
happiness to be found?

Why do I
speak lies to myself
when I already
know the fact ?

Why do I
make my life
unnecessarily difficult
by expecting
a lot more from me ?

Why do I do the things that I do?
What am I trying to do , trying to prove ?
Nothing makes sense to me ,
I do not make sense at all on reasons ,
why I do things that do not help me .

Oh Lord, I am a broken man

I've got a thousand things to tell you
& a thousand reasons not to say them

They shall stay locked within my heart
& never see the light of the day, my dear

Oh Lord, I am a broken man

A Christian should not struggle with suicide
& wake up wondering if today's the day I die

But these demons claw at my head
& they are relentless in their attack

Oh Lord, I am a broken man

The sins of the flesh and of the eyes
& sins of the life I've locked inside

Yeah I have a thousand things to tell you
& I have a thousand reasons not to say them

Oh Lord, I am a broken man

Each and everything happens for a reason,
God has each and every detail in place,
Whether in a good or bad season,
When you walk with him,you're walking the right pace..
Its beautiful how everything turns out to happen for the good of those who love God,
So in worrying we gain nothing,nothing,nothing.
But in trust we become bold,
And have nothing to lose,for in our minds he has it all under control,therefore we do not lose but gain everything.

The hurt and pain you caused me

I was silently pleading for your attention
A little more of embrace, warm affection
But you blatantly ignored me
As if I was a ghost; I didn't exist
Is it my fault, though?

The truth is plain to see: You forgot to love me
I couldn't take it anymore seemingly trapped in a web
The endless karmic cycle of unhappiness and misery which I weaved

Until I saw a shimmering light
A flicker of happiness which blinded my sight
I saw hope and brightness in the arms of another
A love that was much more pure and real than you've ever shown me
I then knew what was missed in my life
I've found new love and they treat me better and gave me more love than you ever would or even could

Yes, I lied....
Yes, I cheated....

But in the end, I'm not the one to blame

I am restless of what is left. An empty shell that was once so full. Being drained over time, with its contents close to empty. It seems as though punishment over shadows, for something that was never caused.

But why, for any reason, am i being treated thus. There are no explanations to such actions, or there lack off.

Frailty in promises, which seem to multiply over time. Yet, i linger, not wanting to give up. Its it foolishness or bravery? What governs me so to my actions? What is to become of me?

By Arcassin Burnham


Sometimes I've had enough of childish kids acting
Like they're grown men & women in society,
We don't gotta live like this....
It's hard enough that everyday someone dies and you
Feel like you should have said something to them,
You don't gotta live like this.....
Kids around the world with cancer and illnesses wondering
Where did this come from,
They don't gotta live like this.....
Young girls out on the streets selling themselves and the boys just
Rob and ****,
And they don't gotta live like this.......

What could the future possibly hold,
For all of us?
I've seen it all before,
it's dangerous....
better make your presence known,
For him in the sky....
building castles with the most high,
can't wait to fly.

By Arcassin Burnham

"Just another black boy with an half eaten cheese burger
On his bed, I pray the Lord will let me lay here",

The sun is out today also due to the troubled earth,
Life is getting shorter so you better know your Worth,
Death is inevitable to escape when it occurs,
Fears for the lucky ones that really roam the dirt,
B-i-r-d , you'd swear that it's the word,
Will it fly East or West in hopes one day to return,
You want to get right with him and not get burned,
Hope you got enough courage in your tank just to swerve,
Don't be a vamp all your life wishing hell for grace,
You want death in a hard cover , 29 is the page,
And I'll ignore every smart remarks and comments that you say,
The ripples in the water cools but slowly will age,
When you find freedom , memories will all fade,
But when you find paradise it's more than just a trace,
It's more than just a trace,
I hope to get there one day,


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I could feel stress on your meter,
You're planning your long nights to see her,
If that's what makes you happy boy,
I hope she'll be the teacher,
My days in this life is long gone,
Sometimes I don't know what I do wrong,
To find me a shorter supply for this world will divide,
Have been alive for this long,
To know that I'm living a lie,
The purpose I'm chasing is solidified,
I could look for a good reason,
To raise a family without suicide,
Or passed on mental illnesses that'll ruin friendships in the
Flash of lightning,
Might have locations you could never find me,
I was looking for a way right now to get my weight up,
And conquer the scarring agony of misophonia,
So I'm done with ya,
No time to make friends , I believe in the God we trust,
I wanna get it back to the way it was...

I could feel stress on your meter,
You're planning your long nights to see her,
If that's what makes you happy boy,
I hope she'll be the teacher,
They use to say our skin was our sin,
And now we dress good for the black out....
A certain ability we won't lack now.