Confessions (A Poem)

Is death

an escape?

                                    Sometimes.

Should it

be one?

                                    Maybe.

Can anyone

help?

                                    Possibly.

Could I trust

someone with

my secrets?

                                    Depends.

Would they

even care?

                                   Don't know.

Should someone

even care?

                                   If they love them.

Is there

even love?

                                  Yes.

How do I

find it?

                                   You don't find it.

Then how is

there love?

                                     It finds you.

Does anyone

love me?

                                      Yes.

Who then?

                                     I do.