Begin!

Begin!

Begin!
Yes, come. Begin.

Write that magnificent piece,
that spellbinding poem.

Come on.

Get started.

The world is waiting.
It hungers for you.
It wants to devour you.

What are you waiting for?

Turn yourself inside out.
Tear yourself open.
Let them look.

At what you hide.
At what you would rather not touch.

Come.

Bring it back to the surface.

That old pain.
That one word
still somewhere
under your skin.

Write it out.

Make something beautiful of it.
Something that tears open.

Take your clothes off.

That is what your audience wants.

They want to know
where it hurts.

They want your truth.

Give them your truth.
Give them your shame.
Your longing.
Your scars.

Give them what you yourself
cannot carry.

And when there is nothing left —
when you are empty
and still —

write something else.

Something beautiful.
Something spellbinding.

Come on.

Begin.