In the dark I seek the light.
The Specter of Failure
It haunts me while I work. You think you're a writer?
Follows me on walks. You're wasting your time.
Wakes me in the middle of the night. No one will read you.
I try to outrace it. You'll never escape me.
To hide from it.
Still it finds me. Your words are worthless.
I try to shut it out. I'm still here.
It multiplies. Give up! Give up! Give up! Give up!
So from now on, I'm embracing failure.
Stop! It's futile! Who cares? Why? A waste of paper.
Because without its dark abyss, how could I chase the luminous?
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