Butterflyghost88 B. Smith Poet Rhyme

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So sick & tired of being pulled every which way but right
my chest continues to hurt, my breathing breaks and cracks, this pain ain't light.
Stuck between what could maybe be,
And what was once just recently.
Not knowing, where to turn or even who to trust 
this is all so overwhelming- I may just bust!
It's all headache inducing
and the only positive side, is all the rhymes I been producing.
It's confusing. It's annoying. It all freaking hurts. 
And really. I just want, my kids, they come first. 
How can I move forward- if I'm literally stuck, still, and stagnant. 
How can I go day after day
And not fall aback, towards that way? 
How can I 'get out of my own way' 
when the path, the way to lean
is all but that clear
and could maybe be- not as it may seem? 
Is this for real? 
Or all just a sad, nightmarish freaking dream.

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