Confusion

Waters are stirred.
I do not know what is going on now?
I try and see it from many angles.
But I am unable to get out my feeling.
Un-clarity of your silhouette.
As I float around you on magnetic forces.
I try to re-construct the story, I took part on.
I only have your shape!
Even that gets distorted as I try and get deeper.
As I descend stairs.
A lot of attempts.
I catch another one.
It destroys all the stories I made up so far.
I see its construction demolished.
As its bricks fall one by another.
Letting me inside strong waves,
Feelings.
I cannot even dare to make an official one!
They are all non grown!
Non based!
Non official!
Unclaimed by my chordial voice!