My Truth Sonnet

Dreams are the poetry of sleep
Pain is a language of loneliness
Truth is the foundation of a promise
Death is the beginning of time
Balance is the tempest of change
Fear is the loss of faith
Power is the revelation of strength
Desire is a tendency of courage
Sadness is the key to honesty
Mercy is the wine of the soul
Lies are the warmth of shame
Circumstance is the possibilities of being
Control is the desperation of freedom
Grace is a crimson rose of mourning