CONFUSION
Begins as a subtle sweetness of indecision, cuddling the corners of the heart
Clandestinely, creeping into the shadows of doubt
Seems like a flame of confidence at first glance
It always has a transient manner of sweetness as it's sour taste prepares to savor for a very long time
The mind bellows, the heart boils, seas of your soul begin to whirl in mixtures of nothingness; the sun starts to dim
Everything seems to blacken in broad daylight
Like a shadow always in front of you
Like it has it's own eyes for you in a forceful cajole to see the world in it's own view
What more to do than to be still in the gloom to see through the blue
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