Actions! We fall and we break,
but the pain that is released comes from you,
and letting go is just so hard to do,
I live my life and you live yours,
it hurts, I know, but its worth fighting for,
every second I have and every moment I breath,
is here for a reason that I can't see,
but I do it and I live it, every moment for you,
words are nothing so 'actions' will speak to you,
they speak so bold and so true, and I do it, I do it all for you,
listen to my expressions I speak that aren't words but I speak them as if they are,
lying face down on a floor that is so hard and yet harder to escape from,
writing on a sheet that is so plain,
words I write don't mean anything,
so I speak; I speak with actions.

I'd like to live, live like the rain.
And fall when needs,
pour it all out to show,
my spirit will flow and drop,
I'm blue and clear to the core,
I rest like the night with a spirit flowing so freely through it,
free like rain.
Water drip to show my intention towards this earth,
show me how to flow like rain.
I'm clear I'm clear but full,
I'm blue, I'm blue but so red.

There's a fire its burning inside of me,
I'd like to show you but I can't, it would burn you.
No excuses I know but I can't, I can't hurt you,
and I I don't want to lose what I've lost before.
But in my loss I've gained something more,
and that is all I really need.
So let me be free, and fall like rain.

It's not easy, they say.
For you must be careful,
shattering is inevitable
exposure and they see
your reflection and gleam,
being vulnerable is impossible
when breaking is so simple.
Smiling in the cracks
and shining a seamless tear,
you look more closely
at all that will appear.

Your mind feels transparent
your thoughts are so clear,
you struggle  to feel
what some try to hear,
while it is unreal
some will foresee,
while I see through you,
you shatter me.

Today has started
it's already ended,
Tomorrow is here
it hasn't started,
Yesterday was here
now it's over,

Today was Yesterday
Yesterday is Tomorrow
Tomorrow will be Today
Yesterday,

Some days drift
Some days stay,
Some days laugh
Some days stray,

but in this day is not a day
in some way,
Some days
are just some daze

The wind screams,
in whispers.
It is filling
in the moments
I can feel
what it says.

Words are clearly felt.
I hear
the movements
as they follow,
motions
of my head.

At times
they sway away,
away they sway
at the times when
the moment is not
with me,
or I with it.

However,
at most times
I am.
And the wind screams,
to remind me of that.

Tis' comforting
to the heart.
Beautifully aggravate.
Scream on,
I plead,
my soul begs thee
to scream on
and relieve me
from my
thoughts,
delusions,
confusions,
whisper those screams
I plead,
to me.