I Mean

Erect in knee high waters bidding to attain the shoreline that is not discernible in the distance. I mean not to aggress. Furious with a rage erupting from my core, spattering into the waters till it abscesses heavily. I mean not to depress. I trudge hardily against the resistance of this murk that desires more to realize my failure again. I mean not to transgress. Malevolently I smite the molten element about me, and I will not allow it to overcome my charge. I mean not to obsess. It never rains here in the southern fields, no instead we strive of only thunder and lightning alone. I mean not to press. These drudgeries, toils, far and wide they are there, prompting me and fostering my contempt. I mean not to regress. I spew revulsion from my very maws; declaring curses that sting the wretched deep around me. I mean not to distress. I have fought many scores, though you have strained me beyond the confines of my customary foes I mean not to egress. I detest your existence, you abomination, you atrocity of my world, and I shall release you from here. I mean only to progress. My malice will strike you down with the sweltering retribution of all that loathes you within me. I mean only to possess. No mercy, I have none, you insignificant scoundrel, you have shown distaste with your vehemence. I mean only to express. I will not cease till your defeated carcass lay on the bed of this abyss sustaining the hagfishes. I mean to have success.