Words

My words are air,

Shaping there way,

Through filters.

Pushing through,

The gaps in my walls,

Venting my emotions.

My words are water,

Filling me up.

Gathering,

In my eyes,

Meandering,

My thoughts.

My words are the earth,

Taking hold,

Of my feet,

Stable and safe,

My heart and my roots,

I gravitate to them.

My words are my fire,

They burn through,

All of me.

Dancing in chaos,

Clearing a path,

Freeing my feelings.

My words are my spirit,

My soul and all of me.

Laid bare for anyone,

Tidied onto a page,

For only my eyes,

And those I choose to let see.