Fly, light, like a dancer,
spin, stop and ask
but there is no answer

Jump, dip, scream your question,
welcome your sentence
of death at confession

∞
bad things.
good things.
what are those?
everyone is both,
so no one f*cking knows.

A mere phantom roaming Earth with no apparent direction
Miserably yelling
Yearning for connection

Tossed to and fro
Invisible waves
Into the depths of echoing caves

Not knowing why life I was given is cursed
Dangerous
Yet still I plummet headfirst

I do not know why the path I walk is not straight
Crooked for so long I think it may be too late

I hear cries
Loved ones pleading me to turn around
From so far I can barely make out the sound

I shout back to them
Am suddenly mute
Voice inaudible
Or at the most
Minute

My sore throat finding solace in silent surrender
Healing with a touch so tender

Stop a second to catch my breath
Look into water and my eyes glimpse death

You better stop it
Something unexpected
Might just end up injuring you
A press in a step
A footprint permanently stained
Might just end up with things railing off
You better stop it
Look what you’re doing to me
My drive is alluding your well being
You’re on my ***
Ready to backstab me
I’m not driving for revenge
You better rearrange your lane
Because if you don’t I’ll check you
You better stop it
Driving me crazy

By Arcassin Burnham

Spending life pacing, ain't no way for a man live,
placing moments and events that should have been
a lone gift,
Is peace really an option? will the world take people as they are
without this mixed concoction?
a world I would have envisioned as a child, when I was oblivious,
when people were still tricked in society but still civil and they wasn't
envious,
i see the faces and what use to be,
please don't get use to me
but in my heart...

I'm stronger than what ignorant ******* think,
weak is not in my vocabulary , I do not lip sync,
thats code for lies , when they despise and try to break
my image like a pack lions killing a lucky zebra thats a lucky libra,
but didn't get to live out his life and achieve none ,so it would have been
a circle of life that was meaningless in an ongoing loop of
certainty that it would be reborn into human that might be me,
I am infinite lil' ***** , you can not stop me.

..but in my heart, I will survive, I'll make my mark,
I will not die.


©abpoetry2020