Confessions

its true that poets know the line
between both sane and lost -
yet somehow manage in their lives
to stay despite the cost
it takes a little darkness there
as well as brightest joy
to make the most of what we know
in words which we employ -

so sitting there without a care
you read each verse in time -
yet writing here, I know its clear
that sanity I find -
with pen in hand and love in heart
upon the page - confession starts
to take you to a place I go
buried deep within my soul -