I'm a swimmer with weights tied around both of his legs,
Emotional baggage is pulling me under I struggle to hold up my head,
I'm a broken scale that's unaware it's crumbling under the weight,
I let everybody just pile it on and they wonder how much I can take,
I'm a lost soul that's always chasing a dream and dreaming of a better place,
Pouring my heart into books and poems, it's my only way to escape,
I'm the father of three who failed miserably to give them the life I had dreamt,
But I'll spend every day tryna give them my best even if it is all I have left.
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Know It's Me: Poetry
PoetryThis will be an ongoing collection of poetry. A gathering of thoughts on paper for the world to see. A glimpse into a mind that is always creating. The internal struggle of a mind that's debating. 🥇Ranked #1 in #Wordplay (8/10/2022)🥇 🥉Ranked #3...