The Woman Inside

There's a woman in my soul that yearns to break free. Her name is mine but my face I do not see. She tells me to rejoice at times of dismay but yet causes me pain day after day. I climb into myself deeper and deeper, through my being to fulfill my meaning. I arise each day to concerns unchanged and I blow out the candles but savor the flames. I run faster and faster but she remains in the shadows, shows her face only when trouble unravels...I tried to hide from her and even disguise my sadness... but she knows and feels it, but how I can't imagine. This woman inside me is tearing me down, piece by piece she drinks as I drown. But yet I give in to her day after day, and still right now, I see no face. I know it's my mind giving me an escape, but I can't find the meaning in the choices I take. I'll continue to hold onto her throughout my life because without her I know I'd break and I die.