Why Can't I Write At 5 Am?

I lay awake in bed with so many thoughts running through my head. I can't sleep as each one brings me to a new dawning. How many mornings I wish I could get up and fasten these thoughts to paper.
Well, why can't I? What do I have to be afraid of? I wonder when it stopped being my life to live? Did it happen gradually? Or was there a time years ago I just gave up on my wishes because it was easier?

When I was younger, with a different life, I used to write poetry. I would sit up all night if need be to get it all out with the exact nuance I wanted to convey.

So I will be writing at 5am. 4am...midnight, noon.
I have stifled myself for too long. The words are tumbling to get out.
I need to let them shine before they disappear too.
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Sep 25, 2012