Struggle Poem, by hutch2784, at My poetic side

My Body’s telling me something ain’t right, I’m like nah it’ll be alright

Chest is tight, I feel my soul’s about to take flight.

I have all this pain in my head, I don’t know how to make it go to bed

All the hurt in my past life, is catching up to me in my new life.

I feel I’m a good man, I understand everyone’s not a fan… but damn

I’m trying to change hands, something like being a better brand, of myself

jarcher54 January 29th, 2023 12:40
It's hard not to wonder how much of a poem is personal and how much is persona. Maybe its always a bit of both. I hope by speaking your frustration so eloquently it becomes more a thing apart from you. Thanks for this simple strong soliloquy and for sharing it with me. I get it.

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