They say, you never really know what
someone else is going through,
and what we going through is real,
its the same for struggles too.
I know life is full of issues,
challenges, and obstacles,
but tell me, when you face to face with it,
what do you plan to do?

Are you gonna freeze up, or
do you plan to make a move?
If life is short, and time is money,
each second is valuable.
No time to waste, everyday,
choices I make are unthinkable.
They say tomorrow isn't promised, so
I'm blessed to have seen twenty-two.

My life is full of the ups and downs,
from a broken home,
I saw my mom abused
with bruises all around.
Her mental health dropped so low,
I cried out to God like "why" or "how"
Drugs did some damage to her brain.
It hurts to just look at her now
****...

That stuff showed me how not to be as a man.
I learned how not to treat a woman
or hurt her with my hands.
The look of fear in my sisters eyes
as they screamed and cried -
Our brains are semi-scarred,
It forever left us traumatized...

But I look at this man who caused us
so much pain and harm.
When he was 7, his mom was
stabbed to death; he held her in his arms.
His father wasn't around.
Jail became his childhood home.
I don't justify his actions, but
things happen that we'll never know...

They say, you never really know what
someone else is going through,
and what we going through is real,
its the same for struggles too.
I know life is full of issues,
challenges, and obstacles,
but tell me, when you face to face with it,
what do you plan to do?
[What's Your Move?]

XVII. Presently Pushing through the Pain

As I sat
And wallowed
In my good ol' depression puddle
I felt a lingering need
Bubbling up inside me.

Wanting to surface.
Needing to surface.
Inevitably, well, surfaced.

"Create, create!"
Was all it said.
So I created.
The flowing of my pen
unto the paper
Felt like a dream.

And an endless dream
It would become.

And sometimes, all you need is a push.

By Arcassin Burnham


Baby don't you push me away,
Cause baby I ain't waste my time on you
for nothing,
I'm a good guy , guess that I was good for nothing.
Baby don't you push me away,
you put me through so much **** with my
people that its hard to call them my fam,
So their people to me, just like everyone else.
A lot on my mind , can't pass the time,
I'm in a loop,
I use to be a victim to the love thing , but it
took over and grew,
Soul searched for the wrong one , and now
this a requiem,
she could tell all her friends if she wants , I
don't have time for them,
You'll never take the confidence I have in
myself to see brighter sunshines and moonlights
and crimson dawns and all its beauty sparkling
a future that is only meant for me with
the right girl and right set of boundaries,
Not white girl that's so **** privileged,
she'll just down me,
I don't care if you push me away.

/

Enough of the racial slurs,
is there life in the stars I'm not sure,
Everybody in the world isn't pure.

Trust no one , hide your stash,
life is a check , don't get cashed,
reminiscent about what you had.

had a lot on your mind , you need air,
but there is certain things you can not bare,
life is telling you please grow a pair.

what you waiting for , At your peak,
nightmares at night when you sleep,
to have pride in this life , you can't keep.

proper,
sit up,
stand up,
sit down,
everybody gets a piece of the pie and the crown,
Uranus,
mars,
Jupiter,
the moon,
running through a grass field and the flowers stay bloomed.

the push of my mind
falls into lavender fields
velvet night brushes against cheek bones
exposed skin floats in time
ecstasy is exposed through the flow of cold

the day unveils things too warm
instead, fall with me into the dark
as my mind incandescently
illuminates the world

Too many people,
Too many faces, and not
Enough time to breathe.