I Write in the Night


I write in the night,

not a soul but my pen and paper

witness my craft take flight.


Fear is the reason I hide.

Fear of failures cruel laughter.

Fear of dissapointments cold embrace.

Fear of rejections despair.


No one will take knowledge,

of the craft I hold dear.

Only a gift for my eyes


Never to be seen again.


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