Outwardly, I am silent,
But inside, there is noise.
Storms and floods devastate my mental orientation,
Jackals and hounds are on prowl.
There is an eagle in the wild shadows of my mind,
The dove is again murdered for no cause, but innocence.
Greenery is outside, with butterflies moving in joy,
Inside, there is graveyard of living, with emotions subsidizing.
There are laughing faces, laughing in mirth,
Inside there is monster growling and roaring.
Outside, I am free to walk and talk,
Inside there is ban on expressing yourselves and daggers are on the toes.
Breezes dominate outside,
Gales rule inside.
A large ocean is to quench my physical thirst,
Inside oceans disappear, as thirst is unquenchable.
Body needs sex,
Inside needs to relax.
Differences are between outer world and inside world.
Dilemma is in both worlds.
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