Carrying the world like Atlas
Condemned to an exercise in futility
As I keep the world from its inevitable end
The pillars that once held the world crumble around me
Like dominoes they fall one by one
Till I’m left carrying the weight
The more I feel the crushing weight
The more I want to let go
If I let go, do I become the hero or the villain?
For if I let go, I save myself from oblivion
But I let the world fall
Do I hang on and hope for more pillars to be built?
For if new pillars come, I can finally rest
Knowing the world is in good hands
And it won’t fall because of my own
How long must I wait
For these pillars to relieve me of this burden?
As my knees buckle under the weight
Two thoughts race across my mind
“No! Hold on!”
This choice is the true burden