Unfinished Article

Who can see me for who I am?
Misunderstood, my path of life
The road is my driver, I'm stumbling along
Where will it lead me?
The silence; it could slice a rock
The darkness; its heavy burden surreal

The body is weary, its soul is lonely
The body is the cage; its soul is its prisoner
The mind and heart engaged in battle
It's a war where none will prevail
The victors of battle shall lose the war
Never at peace, yearning for freedom

The soul is in captive no more
The soul strives with the body
Mind and heart are united
As one, thrives to achieve the impossible
What is impossible? Nothing!

When will you learn?
You know it but you can't prove it
You know it but you won't do it
The efforts are in vain
The soul whither down
The body, lifeless
Mind and heart, failing without hope

Alas, there is time, there is purpose...
To prove them wrong, to stand up high
But are there strength yet left in me?
All the obstacles, all the illusions
Ought to keep the flame of desires burning
Still soft to be molded
Yet to be polished
Very much the unfinished article

ps: this is my best piece of creative writing to date...