Walking through the cemetary
I wonder very desperately
why each and every gravestone
lacks the name of the dead soul.

In a cemetery of broken dreams
and people who died too young.
Is a gravestone that reads stoically:

"Here lies the one who once sung
a thousand words every day
and a thousand words every night,
until she sang her last words
and popped a lung."

I can't believe these words I read!
What a tragedy it must be
to die before one
can ever complete the song they love.

Next to that burial site
of the singer with no name,
is another morose stone that reads:

"Here lies the one who took aim
at a thousand targets everyday
and a thousand targets every night
until he finally missed one
and made himself very lame."

I can't comprehend the pain he felt
as he worked so hard
and look where his efforts got him!
He shot himself.

Several concrete slabs down
is another grieving stone
It reads:

"Here lies the one who had sewn
a thousand stiches everyday
and a thousand stitches every night
Until they finally stabbed the needle
right through to the bone."

Why must they hurt more
when trying to fix themselves?
Now the art they created to wear
will never be worn by anyone.

In the cemetary of broken dreams
and people who died too young
are gravestones that share the essence
of who the unnamed soul was.

Dear bird of the skies

Oh dear bird of the skies
Spread your wings it's time to fly
Do not fear these storms
Rise higher and higher in the sky

Oh dear bird of the skies
Drop by drop the strength gathers
Believe in your heart.. in your soul
Embrace the beautiful feathers

Oh dear bird of the skies
A million people you'll pass by
Never stop, never worry of what they say
They'll always cry seeing you try

Oh dear bird of the skies
You are one of a kind
You'll always be loved
Lock it in your mind

Oh dear bird of the skies
Do not fear to cross the sea
You'll never be alone
Be what you desire to be

Oh dear bird of the skies
Fly to the moon fly to the sun
Do not settle for less
Not until you've won

Oh dear bird of the skies
To you I'll never lie
You were born to be free
You were born to fly

Oh dear bird of the skies
Let hardwork be your drug
and if you feel low in your path
I'll always be there for a hug

by Arcassin Burnham

I promise to take care of you,
I promise to have a clean plate,
I promise to never forget you,
I promise I will never hate,
And even when your set to frustrate,
You must always never ralate,
To others that hate,

I promise I'm gonna make you smile,
I promise I'm gonna make it right,
I promise to stay for a while,
I promise I'll get a glimpse in sight,
Of the past and how it was,
Everything will be alright,

A promise is a promise,
Thats not always kept,
Lied to your founding Fathers,
When you tried to establish you wealth,
I said,
A promise is a promise,
Thats not always kept,
Lied to your founding Fathers,
When you tried to establish you wealth.

Some people make me think of colors

A hue for everyone
Some just ooze it
In the way they talk
And laugh
And walk

When they’re happy,
They turn brighter
And glow

When they’re sad,
They dim
And fade

But no matter their mood
Or state of mind,
Everyone paints whatever room they’re in
With their beautiful colors