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Chapter 2 - Who knows?

Confusion really strikes my cores

White and black

Singles and dimes

I could light your darkness but I'm scared to die

Scared?

More like impoverished

At a point I'm so certain

Sure of what I want this to be

And then I mess everything up

Thinking what exactly am I doing

Maybe I shouldn't set rules

Because trust me I always break them

Pull down my own walls and wondering if the person behind the scene is real

I'm scared

Yes I am

Of being hurt

Of all the good and bad things

The things that could go right and wrong

But ironically when I'm with you I don't want the moment to pass

Do I fall too blindly or I just make myself available for advantage

This is not an emotion

It's nothing like that

Just blank

Emptiness

Absolute void

Leaves me asking if you'll come over if the world was ending

It's like nothing I've ever felt before

What if this isn't right

What if all the walls I've built and fell mount up against me

Angry at the waste I eventually make them to be

I really don't want this

I really don't want love but I'm back to the place I begun and this time nothing is creeping up at me

I went in for it

I put myself in this dirt

And I really want it to end already

But another part feels a road has already been set

Who knows maybe this love won't be the usual one I know

With butterflies and chills

And If this one too will fight for me then who am I?

I know the time isn't right and my season isn't due

What if I lay this aside

In hopes of a savior and fate

The same fate I know came through for others

The thing is I don't want to love but it always finds me in a mysterious way

When I've given all up and least expect it

It just gathers up around me and warms into my being

Makes me crave things I want you have nothing to deal with and in the end leaves me in desperate

In love and sat-naved

Falling and protruding ghastly

Happy with little shades of grey

mixed emotions

Unwavering pride

Beautiful soul with unfulfilled hopes

If this is how I'm meant to be, then the last person to utterly grab me would have been gifted in disguised

And if the saying is true

Then it will take a man that finds my maker to find me

©A3