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I'm scared...
Am I even good enough?
I write line after line...
And word after word...
Stumbling over the fear and tears of the present...

I present to you a blueprint...
Raw like the knees I depend on to make a living...
I'm selling you a fantasy...
A product of lustrous pleasure...
A climax to a long story...

A barebone template to build from...
Line after line...
Word after word...
I trip over frustrations and deferrals...
Back spacing and retracing thoughts...

Tip toeing around ideas...
Jotting down ideals...
I allow my pen to get lost...
Tied up in forbidden feelings...

I listen to it...
Drip... Drops...
Exposing me to the world...
My dreams pour onto pages...
Like a waterfall into the sea...

My dream may not make sense to those can see...
But it's music to the blind...
It flows and grows...
Like a spark to a flame...

I'm scared...
Am I good enough?
Have I dreamt big enough?
Have I worked hard enough?
Is faith ever enough?

Fear signifies growth...
Tears represent resilience...
Strength in the face of adversity is only courage...

So I write line after line...
And word after word...
Pushing forward...
Constantly exposed...
Feelings in hand...

Thoughts flowing like blood through veins...
Eyes wide-shut blind to fallacy...
Mouth open to receive reality...

I serve the truth rare...
Blood spilling...
Line after line...
Mouth waters...
Word after word...
Only my readers can digest...