Some More

I'll write some more
because I can
because I care not
where you stand.
I'll write and write and write
and breathe
and break these walls
and homes of steel.
I'll keep on writing
'til you know
that I don't care
if you still go.
I'll write some more
and more and more
and now I feel
I'm dumb for show.
I just kept writing
to betray
the feelings left
and feelings stayed.
I want it gone.
I want it all.
I want your hopeless look and drawl.
I hate myself
and you and her
and hate it more
that it's astir.
I'll keep on writing
'til it falls-
the mountains built
and broken songs.
I'll let out stories,
prose, and praise,
and hopes and fears
of loved ones razed.
I wrote and wrote
and write some more
because I can't become adored.
I'll write and write and write
therefore,
will you please let
my peace restore?