Past Fade

By Arcassin Burnham

Dar Dar Dark-ness is-fu-tile-to this lit-tle-dream

I have,

hid-den in cre-vices of things-to the-ones I lack,

The past is the past and even in the past seeing what I use

To lack and given up,

Confusion is nothing new to a couple of youngins' cruising 

On the country roads in a big truck,

Life is so much more precious than a diamond or a gem in 

hopes to shine bright as they were,

We all can not be perfect in a mellow dramatic world full of

Politics and secret purge,

I I I-could be-everything-to all-of your-stonewalls,

you-break-them down-for me-and all-of your-

worries fall.