Monday, September 19, 2011

Confusion, always confusion

Thoughts of you swirl in my head,
bringing questions I was certain I had put to bed.
Just when I thought I knew,
the answers were mine but there was you.
You came into my life so fast it made my head spin,
then disappeared just as quick, it should be a sin.
You left in your path a web of confusion in my brain,
I don't know if I can do this to myself again.
Wrong time, wrong place,
once again it'll end in disgrace.
I like you but you're someone I've only just met,
the only way this can end is with regret.
You felt so good in my arms,
warm and comforting, I could come to no harm.
But then again, so did he,
now, once more the decision is up to me.

1 comment:

  1. Special Agent ConfusedSeptember 22, 2011 at 7:31 AM

    How the hell do you always - literally ALWAYS - come up with a poem that exactly sums up my thoughts and feelings? Is it like there's some connection between my heart and soul and your brain to make you find the words I can't seem to find and write these poems that put everything in a nutshell. Crazy.

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