"Can you make them cry?
Can you make them scream
Can you make their hearts
What if you made them inspired?
One comment,
a few words,
a narrowing of the brows,
a smile that fades,
a shake of the head,
covering their face in disapproval,
How do you feel now?
Does it make you want to write now?
No.
All you can do is pick up the pieces that broke inside you.
Your worst fears have been realized.
Writing is a deeper pain,
a greater stress,
a Hell,
Second thoughts flood your mind,
you notice obvious typos, and then,
click!
All of your work,
your central theme,
your thoughts, which are bouncing all around your skull,
Deleted, erased, nonexistent.
You shut off your computer.
Failure, it's all around your head, your voice whispers it;
Rejection.
