Confused

Courtesy to martin for sparking this writing!

The unseen seams to control the seen.
They move unknowingly sparking debate, pushing away.
A frustrated mindset created by something not known.

Why do we do what we do not want to?
Why are we into what we hate?

Part of me loves you. Part of me wants to destroy you.
Two people collide, a train crash, a head on collision.
Pieces.

Yet you are there to pick up the pieces. when I destroy myself.
How?

Thank you.