Painful Truth

Painful Truth

By Charity Stewart

Waking up to this pain in my chest.
I dodged a lot of bullets but I'm still going need a vest.
I'm  drowning, I got all this water around my neck.
Dying young, wondering if I'm going to be next.
I know internally I messed up all my organs.
I know medically that kind of stuff is important.
I'm trying to find some peace within my soul.
My heart is shivering, it needs a blanket because it's cold.
Spending my nights eating box noodles and salad.
I'm tired of the struggle and this life, the devil can have it.
My struggles is making it hard to live my life.
I have to do a lot of things to make money and my pockets still ain't right.
Drowning in the ocean full of debt.
Pouring out my emotions and I'm not even done yet.
I know how it  feel to lose everything and never gain it back.
I know how it is to dance with the devil and be under attack.
I know how it feels to lose appeals.
Then you have to hire a expensive lawyer to win without a plea deal.
I know how it is to be off the perkys and lose the wheel.
I know how it is to be hustling for a meal.
I know how it is for people to judge you. 
A lot of people think for some reason that they are above you.
My mind and soul belongs to the streets.
My pain is like music so it's no way I can miss a beat.
I feel like a cat escaping death nine times already.
My heart chopped in pieces like broken bushes from a machete.
My soul filled with hurt so it's starting to swell.
My heart freezing while slowly turning pale.
I hope the Lord can forgive me for all my sins.
I'm just trying to survive in the trenches like Daniel in the lion den

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