What is done is done for the love of it- or not really done at all.
The only way out is to go through
I am one who has been acquainted with the night
You're always believing ahead of your evidence. What was the evidence I could write a poem? I just believed it. The most creative thing in us is to believe in a thing.
Something we were withholding made us weak, until we found it was ourselves.
The ear is the only true writer and the only true reader.