Reynaldo Mast Poet Narrative

Heavy Burden On My Shoulders

I have to find what keeps me the same.
With paths that split once they came.
Thoughts going insane make me lame.
Parts of my heart still remain.

The rose blossoms with life ahead.
I close my arms tight instead.

I delivered my lists with passion of life.
Lists that are important have no strife.

No back up for heart broken will.
I raise my arms to overcome the still.

I have to find what keeps me the same.
With paths that split once they came.
Thoughts going insane make me lame.
Parts of my heart still remain.

Fear of gossips became too much.
It feels that my emotions are in a crutch.

I walk the path that does not match.
It seems to wind and wildly scratch.

Now my story is about to end.
I finally am walking through a gentle bend.

I have to find what keeps me the same.
With paths that split once they came.
Thoughts going insane make me lame.
Parts of my heart still remain.

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