Confusion Poem by Alexander Downie

Sad not me, confused huh
Direct to a point I be, you “what is the fuss”
Difficult choices to be found, who cares
Damages to be wagered, I am covered
Choice bravado that is me, spoken of our fate
Sex and love and passion, what, to me it’s just a game
Charcoal drawings placed in lace, visions of a trembling lip
I know that what comes of you will be found in spite of me
Lies to me, lies to you, lies of hurt unkind
All my want is of you, façades will crumble blind
Can I this illusion keep; to both us I am cruel
Do not judge me on my speak for I am playing fool
Jesters talk on Michael’s wings might you think of me
Where can love be, admitted in uncertain company?
Where does this lead me now and this is not our fate,
all my treasures hidden, crushed by heavens gate
I cannot, will not dropp my guard; I will not let you in
defences are broken now, still I fight within
Lamely I contemplate our destiny decisions to make
Confused and blustered leaves me shocked rooted to my fate
Decipher what you can of this and with its future wake
For with you I cannot hide my selfish intentions
Truth is want and misery, truth is love on lust
Truth is what I want of us, truth is words that scare
Answer one question what will be and truth will be your hold.
The lies I have told myself soon will filter through
The lies I have spoken now cannot be for you

Truth is that my want is laid bare before your feet
Truth is without your love I cannot be complete! ! !