"Atlas"

The world,
The universe,

is on my shoulders.
The weight of the Earth
is on my back..
carried upon
by my frail
and fragile
body.

Weak,
I feel so weak,
I feel so exhausted
emaciated.

Rejuvenate,
I want to refresh,
I want to recreate myself,
my mind,
my soul.

Fade...
Please, get out of my life,
Fade...
Don't put your weight
upon my body,
Oh! World!
Forlorn me..

Tired.
Weak.
Exhausted.
Emaciated.
Lifeless.
Dull.
Numb.
Me.

~For the world,
Enigma of life,
filled with maelstroms of
emotions, of hatred,
Massive. Heavy. Unbearable.