Struggle With The Soul

Caged Inside.

She seems to be free
Cause she looks cheering and happy.
But right inside, she's in conviction.
The heart and mind has caused confusion.

The heart whispers what's pleasing.
But bitter truth is what the mind is seeking.
To follow the mind is so hurting.
And to follow the heart is misleading.

The truth is known already.
For it differs from falsehood absolutely.
She walks around freely,
Tied down in her little cage sadly.

Her heart she's afraid to break.
And so, she never allows a prison break.
Same time, the mind she wanna follow.
For she's afraid of the room with no pillow
And which is as tiny as a hollow.
Where pain will get to the marrow.

Hnmmm!!! That's how she sighs.
For she's really on the fence.
And indeed on a cross road!
All alone she carries her burden load.
Without a helping hand,
To understand her stand.

She's in a great dilemma.
A dilemma she can't even say to mama
Then definitely, she has been imprisoned.
A prison only in her inside.
Then she thought of consulting her Maker.
The One that can save from disaster.
Ya Robbi, Ya Robbi! That's how she cried.
All I want from You is to be guided.
No one can help but You, the Master Planner!

Then Her Maker is always of help as expected.
And she was truly guided.
For her Maker shew her the path!
The path that's better for her heart
And which best suits her mind.
At first it seems hard
But with time, it's as easy as passing wind.
Then from her prison she's free!
And ever after, she's happy.