By Arcassin Burnham

Wrong place,  wrong time, two nickels make a dime, but I just don't wanna fail.

Too many heartbreaks plus hardships,  set sail for through fiery hell.

Life is hard,  we all know,  the same scenario,
It's not hard than you portray.

Good things,  good days,  come and go,
Melting away.

Do you see the shame?  That you threw on me , laughing and scheming afflicting the
Meaning of pain,
No respect given in this life will leave you in suspense , making it harder to sustain.

  • Author: Arcassin Burnham (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 14th, 2018 11:14
  • Comment from author about the poem: ©abpoetry2018
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 15
  • User favorite of this poem: Chloe Rachel Flisher.


  • Tony36

    Great write

  • Jooles

    Loved this

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