So much to write, so little time
Wasting hours, trying to rhyme
So much to say, not knowing how
Must get it written, before the final bow
Searching my mind and my soul
Trying to make my life feel whole
Wondering, guessing at verse and prose
Accumulated emptiness my greatest woes
Time escapes, can’t say where
Now that I’m older, I really care
Must keeping writing, nothing else to do
I’ll keep at it until I’m through
Searching for truth each time I write
Vanquishing the darkness, pursuing the light
Must keep writing every day
So little time and so much to say
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