Soul

A window to the truth.

There is a pain deep inside, trying to break free.
But if I let it go, there will be no more of me.
I harness all its hate and use up all my fear.
I pour it out onto the world I hold so near and dear.
There is a growing wall, that blocks me every time
And though I try to break it down, I know that it is mine.
It's the one thing that I own, it's my only sense of control
And if I bore a hole right through it, you may see my soul.