Tug of War

You and I are the same person, the same soul,
I console you with my warmth when you are out of control.
The disturbia that snatches away all your calmness,
I manipulate your fear with all the logic that I harness.


We help each other in our own way but we can never
Accept each other's existence and work together.
I am harsh, yet I abide by what is true,
I am soulful and I can never accept what is perceived by you.


My mind fights against whatever my heart desires,
My heart fails to accept what my mind inquires.
The tug of war between the mind and the heart has left me nowhere,
I am lost in a world which is full of depressed confusion and despair.


I am under the protege of a decision of which I am uncertain
I seek help, but I don't know to whom I should listen.
The mind says, it was never meant to be yours, so don't cry.
My heart whispers, keep your hopes up and give it another try.