You don't get it, do you?
I can't water it down -
Can't dilute what drives me
to write, or I will drown.
It's in me, it IS me -
and has been for so long
that trying to ignore it
makes it twice as strong.
I can't take it away,
nor make it nicer to read,
any more than I could ever,
kill the fucking need.
It's there forever, regardless -
accept, ignore or disagree.
& I can't change it anymore,
than I could
stop
the
tides
at
sea... |
Submission Name: By Way of an Explanation
