putting yourself out there for others to see
opening your soul for others to comment on
ignoring the voice in your head that shrieks, “You can’t do this!”
Writing is not…
Finding your writing voice is like hanging your undies on the line to dry,
It makes you vulnerable.
Will they read it?
What will they think?
“These lines are so precious”
“Cheering you on”
“You captured the anticipation”
Words more precious than gold.
And you think
Maybe this… is possible