it's 3:10 a.m. and my Words are up

I have words. To express myself I have words. There are more words. More than words are my ideas that become words. My words are gifts to ... My thoughts are now words. My feelings are alive in words. My actions are thoughts that feel that become words. My words name it. Words are pictures of the brave. Words are names for it. Words are meanings for the unknowing. Words make it simple for the simple. Words are the providence of wisdom and the rhyme of the plain. Words are the interruptions on the white space.
One word weeps
while wistful wants
and waiting whiles away
what was
Once
was no words.