Confine me not to a tiny corner where fear grips me.
Where the ghosts of the past mock me.
My spirit yearning for a brighter path.
A integrity rising above adversity.
A hunger for a deeper kind of love overcoming
the dark tides.
Confine me not to a small dark pit where there is no
escape from doom.
In all that is moral may my convictions run deep.
Deep! Nicely written.