...or at least, I pray, the strength to bear the knowledge."
A lifetime of hardship weighs down on my shoulders,
I've buried my hate, but it keeps getting colder,
Cry out to the heavens, sky's beauty unfurled- While I commune, here, with Atlas beneath the weight of the world.
I’ve always known the myths were never true, that Atlas bears no weight but in my mind, And yet, after I've watched the sunset's golden hues, I feel his burden settle into mine