it’s hard to write when you miss your friends
when they were the muses and life of your words

it’s hard to write when every hour is spent working
when coming home there is barely time to eat and sleep

it’s hard to write when your heart is aching
when you feel like everything you’ve stored up is gone

it’s hard to write when you’ve given all you’ve got
when no one listens and no one sees the towel thrown in

it’s hard to write when no one believes in you
when encouragement and triumph are but a whisper

Yet if you don’t, you will not live for long
your life’s essence will seep out and no page will catch it