Facta non verba is what we need,
Verba non facta is all that's received,
If you want to be a part of what is achieved,
Put away your kind words and help spread some good deeds.

Sleepless, lost and wandering
Wondering what it all means
Beg the heavens for an answer
But silence is the only response from an overcast sky
The chain slackens and the cage drops
Cerebral bars block the paths of elated reflection
Contentment occasionally slips through the clefts
But is instantly devoured by sharks of agony
Grief, heartache, passion and sorrow
The artists toolbox
Blood, sweat and tears (fears)
Causation of our desire to die
Is what gives our work life

I miss her!
I miss the breath in my mouth!
I miss the fallen hair on floor!
I miss the smell in my bed!
Is it the begin of my fall!
Or am I in the middle of decending to inferno dark side of loneliness!
Here I will oblige my pen to step!
I will contain my heart beats within the chest that held years of secrets!
No further spell of words on those white tempting papers!
No more openness
No more me!
Sorry!

Ladies and Gentlemen..
I've moved on..
from the people who've hurt me,
from the people I cared,
from the people who I trusted
after they shunned me
when I wanted to care.
I've finally accepted that they won't be there,
when I turn around..
They won't have a care to spare.