My Confession Poem by James Harding

unsure of what to write
but im doin one more tonight
ill just let my mind go
watch my fingers flow
take a sec stare out the window
and see what kinda story grows
lately this and guitar is the only thing im doin
so at this point and time, for this, my mind is ruined
not one topic, not one subject is comin up
besides what i have talked about enough
the heartache of once being in love
fits music and poetry like a glove
how do i escape the state of depression
i don't want to be in it is my obvious confession