By Arcassin Burnham

The heavens will love you today,
You're so high up,

All debts have been paid,
So don't ever give up,

Get off your high horse and
Get out a little,
Keep a steady head of sanity,

No more remorse , the thought
Is pitiful,
Now you're just lacking empathy,

Don't be afraid to live and die,
Don't be afraid to sob and cry,

Submit the truth and admit all lies,
The feelings will comply,

Your lovely wings are not but a dream,
To soar above the clouds,

Unless the dream is not what it seems,
Your mother and father would be proud.