You write, though you haven’t the time.
You write, though you haven’t the energy.
You write, though you haven’t the confidence.
You write, though you haven’t a chance – you fear.
You write, though others don’t get your vision.
You write, though you can’t be Hemingway.
You write, though it opens you to criticism.
You write, though you may not reach The End.
You write, though the words fight back.
You write, though the muse is elusive.
You write, though you itch to censor.
You write, though your last book bombed.
You write, though it exhausts you.
You write, though it haunts you.
You write, though it terrifies you.
You write, though you bleed.
You write
Because it’s all you can do
With a head that thinks prose
And a heart that beats poetry;
You write, because no matter the struggle,
You are a writer.
