Strange Confusing World

Strange, confusing world, can this place be real?
I don't understand... How am I supposed to feel?

A blur of colors, a flash of light.
Can I even trust me sight?

A guy here, a girl there.
There are people everywhere.

And when I think I've found a friend,
they only hurt me in the end.

How am I supposed to live,
once I have no more love to give.

But then you come and take my hand.
My need for love, you understand.

I feel your warmth, and you feel mine.
I see your love flowing deep inside.

I close my eyes, light turns to dark,
relax my body, and slow my heart.

The racing colors, I no longer see.
And the only people are you and me.

To conscious thought, I now let go.
And let my feelings guide my soul.

Ian W. Park