They say he held the heavens high, A titan punished for his pride. But no one asked what it might do, To hold the world with no one holding you. Another morning, no one sees, Emails, fire drills, quiet pleas. They come to me for strength and grace, But I’ve worn out my hiding place. I lift their goals, I brace their fear, I show no cracks, I shed no tear. But in the silence, late at night, It’s me who buckles out of sight. If I fall, who would even know? They'd call it failure—not the blow. So I keep holding up the sky, Too proud to ask, too tired to lie. The weight of Atlas, breaking me slow, Crushed by the love I can’t let go. Built to bear, but not to break— How much more can one heart take? I carry dreams I’ll never own, I build their rise, I stand alone. The weight of Atlas, forged in fire, But even titans… they expire. They see a mountain, carved in stone, But stone can crack when left alone. They celebrate what I sustain, But never touch the hidden strain. The team, the kids, the deals, the pace— The thousand lives inside this face. I bend, I bleed, but make no sound, Because I fear I’ll let them down. I built this life to keep them safe, But now it’s me I can’t replace. And if I break beneath the load, Will anyone slow down or know? The weight of Atlas, breaking me slow, Crushed by the love I can’t let go. Built to bear, but not to break— How much more can one heart take? I carry dreams I’ll never own, I build their rise, I stand alone. The weight of Atlas, forged in fire, But even titans… they expire. If I laid it down… just once… just now… Would they pick it up? Would they know how? If I said no instead of yes… Would I be selfish—or finally blessed? The weight of Atlas, not mine alone, A truth I’ve learned but never shown. Built to bear—but I can choose, To share the weight… or start to lose. I hold the world, they never knew… But sometimes… I need holding too.
