Inner

The unknown is harsh and cold
But at least at first it's friendly
Smiles widely and enchants you
With life stories that include
Talks about the weather and
Of the sun that's missed
By everybody, despite
The heat that lacks from
Their icy hearts and souls.

It makes you dream of
Nice places in the world
You would seem them all
But the time has not come
Yet, you have to contemplate
Now, absorb the life, the mood
The feelings the streets give
The people you interact
With great smiles and laughs.

It makes you happy but
As you prepare to leave
To the castle of the inner
Self, mind and voice
You get a hit by fate
By the harsh words
That start floating in
The sadness, but you're happy
Because you don't really care