Atlas

You treat the world

Like it’s all in your hands

Struggle to the very end

Undo your chaotic control

Martyr of pleasing

Different faces

There is no light

Behind that door

Stop seeking someone

To blame for

Atlas

You carry the world

On your hands

Atlas

What’s your meaning

Of love?

Cancer, deceit, turmoil

This prison you’ve built

Within me

These walls are unescapable

There’s only sound

Around me

At least what I’ve

Been hoping for

I hear the voices

At least they make

Me sleep at night

But when I hear nothing

I prepare to die

Atlas

Back and forth

And back and forth

Thoughts are burden

Hard as steel

Back and forth

And back and forth

Thoughts are fragile

Atlas

You brought me

To the ground

While you’ve carried

The world

On your hands

Atlas