No words to articulate as I sit and think, the sky is overcast with a cool appearance, as the heat misrepresents its true nature.

No stories to tell of an unanswered love, a lost beginning when I lost my true love. Words can apply my lovingly touch to my lover's heart.

The dreams I affirm they'd live, but alone within the poet heart, No articulated words none left to give my precious little one. Silence surrounds my heart, a dark and cold ***** the size of my fist. The poets heart rhythm, lacks the harmony it once praise for the woman of his.

Engulfed in social isolation, my world slowly collapse, as the poet anticipated. Stress and mental exhaustion, it fatigues the poet mind wondering when my love will depart. 

A sound of the poets favorite music that once enticed my lover as swell within my soul. Losing the beauty and glory I once saw each day.

An inquisitive thought, can this be the poets pens my last goodwill, can there be a amber left in her heart that I may convey this love on paper?

What's this poet to do? Not able to express myself, I feel for my true love, My passion to write would surely die, lacking the emotion while concealing and protecting her once love, deep in my heart. 

Does this poet conceal the pain and heart ache, while smiling at friends, saying I'm fine, does it even matters, barricading my pain, hiding my shattered spirit, from friends due to the love I couldn't attain.

A choice in life in the heart of a poet, excusing the bitter advices from friend who want to see the end. My love for her is stronger than ever, but her decision outwit the strength of the writer, therefore it is left with the Creator of this poet.

He love's her more than he's ever known, because her love to him is what she has shown.

Those asian eyes those tender lips she causes his heart to melt, with her warm passionate touch that he once felt.

He now know what his eyes could not see, just knowing she's the only one he needs.

Many nights he cry as the tears stream down his face, alone without her hoping that know one would take his place.

She is the one he truly love, his mistake in his life cost him what was sent from above.

Looking at what he's done hurts him so much, acknowledging his mistakes hurt the love he once called honey bunch.

It been a miserable day hearing her scream, her bickering has become a nuisance wishing it was a dream. 

With no reasons her unhinged mind troubles her again, he tried to seek counseling but no one to turn to except a friend. 

A twisted pathetic life in this backward society, once a place of harmony between two lovers now a life of anxiety. 

Families are torn apart like trees in the rain forest that are chopped down, and all he can do is pray as he drop to the ground.

He's just sits and wait just passing the time, while divorce courts are pack with unhappy couples as they wait in line.

So many are married and live in fear for many years, not like the nuclear families, just nothing but tears. 

Searching for whatever he can fine is there anything else, only trouble time that won't cease as he sits by himself.

Can it be a split personality or just bipolar, never mind he just received some bad news from the state controller.

Need a heart
it says
need a soul
it pleads
needs a feeling
a function
a life once again
but its gone
is replied
it has died
said once more
soak the ground
light the flames
jump around
scream the names
pound your fists
eyes don't mist
numb again-yet again-
tis it wrong?
this deadly song?
doesn't matter
its tune
stuck in my head