A Piece about Cowardice

Write a piece about cowardice. 

I read the prompt to myself over and over again in my head. It's not like it's very hard to understand. Just five words. Write a piece about cowardice.

I stopped every work I started only a few sentences in. No, not original enough, I told myself. No one will get it, I reasoned as I deleted yet another draft.

Why couldn't I just write a piece about cowardice? All I had to do was pick a topic and stick with it. But I couldn't even make it past the first sentence, much less form a whole story line.

Its a two hundred and fifty word limit, you can do that, I insisted. But with so few words, how was I supposed to get across what I wanted to say? What if the reader doesn't get it, or I focus on the wrong points by talking about something irrelevant?

How do I even define cowardice? I don't know. I googled it and hoped to get some inspiration. Didn't get any. I tried writing again. Didn't write any.

Maybe if I just start writing, something will come to me. Sometimes the first push is the hardest, but once you get going it all flows out. Okay, here I go.

Cowardice keeps one from doing what they would enjoy out of fear. Cowardice makes me write an exactly 250 word entry about nothing at all instead of writing something substantial because what if they don't like it?