There has been a spark

I've started writing again.. 

It's been a year or so with out poetry. 

Here is the first breath of life.

Enjoy.

Im not sure what to write 

But I know that my soul wants to speak

I feel it. Its restless 

Turning and aching and craving 

Release

It's been awoken, after sleeping for so long

The pen shakes my fist clenches and face screws up in frustration 

I close my eyes.. And see words like a ticker flashing past too quick to register

My soul is restless

Turning and aching and craving 

Release

It's been awoken, after sleeping for so long

One long.. Deep.. breath.. In. 

My hands come to my chest 

Another.. breath.. 

Release

Ive got a story. These pages have been aching for ink, I've got a story and I'm ready, to give it life. 

Turning and aching and craving 

Release

This adventure has been awoken, after my eyes have been close for far too long.

Im not sure what to wrte, 

But this seem like a good way to start.