Those stories that you
can only tell yourself,
the ones you can never
confess to anyone else.
The secrets that you
will take to your grave
after it’s too late
for you to be saved.
The time for absolution
will have passed by
and there will be no one
left to hear you lie.
Thankful that they have
been consigned to history
and you will be remembered
as a man of mystery.
The 50 year old poet 