Tower of London
Just feel like crying
Flood the world
Swim to safety
I watch you go
I know I can’t do that
I understand
But I’m still upset
Stuck in this chair
Imprisoned
Every time I go somewhere
I reach a dead end
Realisation hits
Impossible to join in
You’ll never do it
I watch your ease
Your skip, your turnaround, your walk
Your beautiful, balanced walk
So graceful, so smooth
I’m still here
Sat here
I sit, I watch, I write
The perfect platform to write
I sit, I watch, I write
The words they flow
They flood my mind
I write, I create
I free my thoughts
I free my words
My body listens
I’m sitting still
Let the words walk
Let them run, let them dance, let them fly
Let the words talk
Let them tell my story
I rest
Let them move
Let them free my mind of this hurt
Let them speak to you
I’m still here
At peace, untroubled
Let the words walk
Let them tell my story
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Background: My visit to the Tower of London was great fun, but sitting in my wheelchair meant I couldn't do everything. I enjoyed this time by writing lots of poems, including this one!! This poem was aired on Huntingdon Community Radio 104fm