Something great

Am I audacious to call myself a writer?

I want to write.

Something good, meaningful, poignant, moving

My thoughts purged and burned on the paper leaf

I want people reading and

Remembering what was said

I don’t want to be a passing ship in the minds of the masses

I am a steady anchor revealing my truth

Am I wrapped up in pride when I call myself a writer?

I want to write.

But I also want my writings to be legendary

It's not enough to just be ordinary

It’s not enough just to speak

I want to be heard

If I’m being honest, I can feel the frenzy

Of motivation coursing through my fingertips

Am I ready to fulfill this aspiration of being a writer?

I want to write.

But desire alone won’t fuel my dreams

Passion, perfection, steadfastness

Driving me closer to

Will you be my audience?

Will you journey with me?

Wade through the narrative and tell the tale