Spill It

I can’t tell you how I’m feeling
Please don’t ask me
I can’t tell you because I can’t describe it
I’m trying to grasp it myself
Like the dragonfly darting here and there
Just when I think that I might understand
I’m feeling something else
And here we go again
So please don’t ask me
Perhaps I know exactly how to describe it
But I don’t wish to delve
To examine precisely every twinge and tear
Each sadness that dwells within
I don’t wish to make a copy of my insides
But perhaps I should spill them on some paper
For my eyes only
And while I write them down, I’ll discover more
Maybe even where they came from
And how to deal with them if they’re affecting me
Adversely making me question existence
Let me spill it and see from there

Debbie Gravett © 2023.01.22

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