Turmoil

Confusion whist I was away
betrayal in a most brutal manner
That misery which leads only to hostility
Memories once left behind struggle to resurface
unwanted, unwelcome they invade the quietest of thoughts
Questions never asked now spring from the confusion that was once a mind
They that would never foresee
And the enemy lurking in the hearts of man, seeking to corrupt
what was once so pure
How deeply seeded suspicion can be
Her love never failing, though often neglected, often ill-treated
Her devotion profuse, abundant…excess?
provokes in me a fear to love
Tis all around, unavoidable
The painful predicament propinquity
A question of reality
This besides unreasonable, unfair
The condition perpetual