This Is How
From my heart
The spirals fount
Upwards into my mouth
Rolling around forming
Sound reverberating outwards
This is how i speak
Spinning thoughts
Imagination grows
Auto response's
Pen to paper
This is how i write
Looking upwards
To things i cant see
I live in hope
A feeling of freedom
A need i keep
This is how i believe
Reaching out
Pulling closer
Taste of sweetness
Hidden pleasure
The last one is mine
This is how i eat
A painful wave
Eyes i wish to close
broken up into pieces
Alone in the dark
This is how i sleep
Copyright © Simon Watkiss | Year Posted 2012
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