What-I've-Learnt Poem by Mark Heathcote

What I've learnt about writing
Is it all about learning?
It's all about control over ego.
It's all about inner growth,  
Facing your internal dark demons 
Facing all your shadowy inadequacies
With renewed vigour and an unwavering belief
It's all about commitment to the point.
Where it becomes self-destructive 
As much as it is productive

What I've learnt about writing
Is it all about learning?
It's all about control over ego.
It's all about selfless sacrifice.
With few or no real rewards 
So, if you want to be a writer,
A servant of endless toil and labour,  
Become a writer, a poet, and write, write.
A poem that reverberates on my tongue;  
It's reward enough, for me, if truth be told.

What I've learnt about writing
No matter how productive you are
You are never certain of your worth.
'Is what I've written even worth reading?  
Will I go down in history? ' 
Sure, it will leave creases and a frown.
At times I wish I could drown.
But I salute all these other stars,  
That takes their rightful constellation,  
Having learnt truly how to shine.