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Poem: Fear of the truth
I need a little help,
A push in the direction
This life of creativity, passion,
Sometimes to hard to live this way
At the edge of my seat, barely living on ends meat
My only enemy is me, my way of thinking
What if I do succeed?
What’s wrong with that?
The fear of this honesty rushes in,
I am afraid, that’s the truth.
I push myself to move forward,
Just pick up the damn pen and write!
Filling up the page with my soul
my hand glides quickly across the page
so much pouring out, I cry with fear
This is all I want, all I ever wanted, the way to live, to be
the creativity flows