Confused? No.

I didn't have wings,
I ne'er could fly,
My life was mine then :
Not a lie.

I was never a free bird,
Already caged -
In your love,
And charm I raged.

My life was divided...
I couldn't breathe.
I didn't have it all,
Even the tear of my greed.

I want to burn you now...
With the loving burning touch,
That you gave me once
And took away again.

My heart is like a glass...
Yes.
Prone to break.
And with its shards I shall tear,
My nerve and your face.

Not the one you carry about -
But the one you left in my mind.
I will die.
Yes.
But that won't be enough.

It is also true.
My heart is not like glass.
That it would shatter,
And give you pin-pricks,
Since all I have is actually with you
Even the blood that the wounds lick.

I thought I found my dream in you...
But you proved me wrong.
Left me in the mud and blackness,
With just a song.

A song that I couldn't utter
That played like a loop...
Drived me so crazy,
That I died even without dying.

I fell in love with you once.
Atleast thats what I thought,
You left me though.
And bred in me hatred and other putrid stuff.

Yeah.
I know what you all will say.
I am a mad crazy guy.
Don't know what love is.
That real love stays always unfulfilled.
Thats what I want you to believe.

My heart is aching within...
No.
I didn't commit any sin.
Just gave you a piece of mine once,
Which you took away
And never returned.
Pierced it with voodoo thorns.
Just for having loved you.

What am I to do?
I know.
What you sow, so shall you reap.

It isn't a reply to any poem
As you might have wrongly guessed.
Its just my POV.
Yes.
Love looks quite sick from this side.

I know this is a stupid poem
And it seldom does rhyme
But this all I wanted to say.
This is what I liked.

Ain't confused anymore.
No more blind.

Reality isn't sweet.
I hate love.