Inner Conflict

a battle of feelings that will always be there, for me to fight.

I am me, despite inner conflict; my mind has with reality.

Now and then, my mind plays tricks and my senses rebel.

Never will I allow my secret out, for I need the security.

Even now and then, I can relate to how one can babble.

Reality has nothing to do with this or my minds ability.

Control comes from feelings, of never to betray.

Only one that struggles will understand this ordeal.

Now and then, I wish I could just come out and say.

Finally, secrets, desires are all mine to show and feel.

Letting out torment that rages in my heart and soul,

I would and could be so relaxed, with mind at ease.

Cannot and will not allow others to ruin my goal.

Telling anyone, my spirit would rumble and cease.