MY BURDEN OR MY KEY?

             
This mist of life
I face with a wetted face
As this burden
Wouldn't let me go.

This burden, they call my key
My key to success,
But this agony is too much,
Too much I can handle.

Faraway my journey still lies
But this burden wouldn't let me go,
Unto whom shall I cry?
Whose face should I behold?

With this face still I move,
For peace seems to elope me,
But surely a day would I quit
To race with this load.

I am Emmanuel
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