LoSt In CoFuSiOn

Solitude is a blessed curse to me in my time of pessimistic light. I see things, hear things, and know things that are natural of this world and yet I am powerless to control them. The heart is the key to my darkness woes, as I strive to understand what lays ahead of me.

Is there such a thing as happiness?

If so, why must I always endure the opposite of that warming grace?

My feelings are not, yet not declared. But, I know that nothing will come for me on this lonely road. For Karma is my double-edged sword, I am cut by my deepening yearning for the love of a heart unconditionally.

Love...............Hate....................They are the same only to me.

I cross no more the path of hope, because I am lost in the dust of my own forsaken confusion.