Confusion

It all makes sense to me, right now.
I understand my pain, where it came from, and how.
I know it hurt, I know it stung. I tasted the tears.

I have spent hours alone, days, even years.
I have alot of things figured out. I can add, subtract,  multiply, and divide.
Yet when it comes to the most important thing of all, love, I seem to run and hide.

It's not that I don't need it. It's not that it isn't sweet.
It's so powerful when it visits me, I hate to admit defeat.

Confusion is all over, it's the only thing I know.
Confusion is all over, a light the path must show

Each day is a journey, the path can be quite long.
 I get up, smile, and rise.I try to listen to, or, even write a few songs.

I am the one who holds the key, to the room of peace, and light.
I can't turn that key alone, though try to, I just might.