Free Poem by phillip seymore

i feel like weight and pain is on my back
and cant be cured with a patch attached
the world is full of surprises constantly pulling a rabbit out the hat
taking two steps forward and being pushed five steps back
sometimes i know it would be easy to give up and just lay flat
but pride in me couldnt allow that
im boxing with the world and dieing from the impact
melting under presure like a kick-kack cant stay cool like a tick tack
so how can i get in the right lane if i can switch tracks
feel like the world is a death match
burning my soul with a struck match
im fighting with the world and destiny
i ignore the signs when God is instant messaging
in a way he's testing me
just wish there was more answers than A or B
if there were more to A to B maybe i could see
and since i cant see i cant breathe
for this earth i must succeed before i leave
in order for me to be set free
then i can exhale my breath for all eternity