"Paper Cut"

"Paper Cut"

by Arcassin Burnham

Cut me like a rose that has been left

With it's final thorn,

Cut me like a pair of scissors flying through

The mist,

Cut me like the razors on the fence of

Where your heart lies,

But please don't tell that your heart lies,

Tell nothing but the truth so help you,

Deep tears when I bled you,

Lost in meadows when you left me,

Is there any place in this world where I'm suppose 

To forgive you,

I put with so much shit,

For me just to forget you,

So easily, 

You forgot me so easily, 

So cut me with the paper on the counter

Of my home,

There's more precious than being left

Alone.

"Unknown #19"

"Unknown #19"

by Arcassin Burnham

I see the signs of a true future in ever sense of 

the word,

ignorance,  politics ,  new world,

is all for the birds,

but I,

you won't remember when you were into a 

world you thought you knew,

drowning my face with liquor, 

the air is thicker, 

my mind  is clearer, 

killing brain cells is more like it in this line of

work,

being born to die and all,

but this you and you are Me as we are he,

and we are all together, 

did you like that Beatles reference to world

peace when there was never any,

more than I can say at the least,

for me is plenty.

"Flame #1"

"Flame #1"

By Arcassin Burnham

For the single mothers and homeless,
I hope you know the prayers are coming in,
Come again,
Flame!
We have to rise up,
Lift our eyes up and see the bigger picture,
Like what's in front of us?
No wonder it's too bad for us,
Sent you card,
Hope you get well,
But it was either shot dead or a jail cell.

2016 Listing

Road To The FALLEN Pt.2 - Jan 13

Mandy 2 - Feb 14

SESSIONS CH3 - May 1

F-A-L-L-E-N - June 11

"Fade"

"Fade"

By Arcassin Burnham

Wake up from the dead like

The crow on a Sunday morning

Piercing it's eyes on Monday's newspaper, 

Making sure the world sees a different path,

Wouldn't feel like this if I had a laugh, 

Piecing together what I can to find a day

Without pain,

You have a better way of seeing things,

But we're not the same,

I try the highs and lows for myself,

But nothing commences,

No change,

No sign of self worth, 

Like I was made in a test tube frozen

In a block of ice,

I'm nothing more than a discovery in my own image,

For that I shouldn't long to exist,

I should clear,

I should erase, 

I should fade.