Can’t Stop Me

I bash one out

Maybe three times a day

But the pressure inside

It never goes away

When it gets too much

I just have to find peace

I feel it building

And I need to release

Whether sat at work

Or on the train

I can’t hold back

I’ve got no restraint

Always rising

The urge is constant

But when I scratch the itch

Relief is instant

Then once I start

When I get going

There’s no stopping

What’s started flowing

And I don’t care

If people see

You cannot stop me

Writing my poetry

 

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