Choices and Sins

You say that you love me, that I am all that stands between you and misery as we wade through the ever rising and falling tides of emotion. You say that for me you would do anything so long as it meant helping me through the long day drawn silent by the cold kiss of disrepair and yet I am left to wonder. Would one with such love harbor such anger? and as we slide through the hourglass of time along the shifting sands of fate I ask why? I am fighting my way though a maze of twisting turns and winding dead ends in search of answers to your motives. yet as the maze grows darker and its guardians nearer I am left with no option but to flee on wings of feathery down as puzzles still run deep in the chaos of a broken mind left to decay. Now as two great titans wage war on each other for the well being of one I sit atop a somber hill and watch in shame knowing that in the end a single choice will decide far to much. Yet neither choice is without sin.