AtlasI can relate to Atlas,
Condemned to carry the world,
Would not let go,
His responsibility is his burden.
I feel like I get pulled at,
From every limb,
Iím pulling back with a smile on my face,
Lest someone gets to know the turmoil underneath,
My mind hanging by a thread,
My anxiety ready to take over me,
My depression ready to brand me a failure,
Do I have any time to rest?
When failure isnít an option,
How would I have any shred of peace?
You need to earn!
You need to provide!
You need to succeed,
In order to survive,
Youíve got no godfather,
Barely even got a father,
Absent while heís romancing the bottle,
Financials have got me in a throttle.
I need to build an empire from the ground up,
I need to prove what I am to myself.
I can relate to Atlas,
Like him, I too am condemned,
To carry the world on my shoulders.
Poetry by Kshiti Dubey
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Written on 2022-04-12 at 14:13
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