A poem. about how it feels to be published and why I and many others write.
The fingers bleed
and burn a little bit
but it’s all worth it.
To know someone else
sees things the way you do
if only partially
trying to fathom
how many people
may see what you’ve created.
Inspiration. Courage. Confidence.
In myself and in others.
It hurts to carry on sometimes,
but you keep pushing
because you know you have to
make it.
And if others feel they
can make it too, because of
what you’ve done, there are few
better feelings than
knowing you’ve helped the world
by helping yourself.
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