Behind friendly lines

I know who I am. I know what I crave. But back and forth...back and forth. Societal constrictions crash against the shore of my true self. The battle between what the world says I should be and the inner darkness that dwells and bangs at the Cage demanding release. Back and forth. What would they think if they felt the Beast? What would they say if the saw the Savage? What would they do if they knew the darkness? Back and forth...Back and forth.