Atlas

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2017

I know that sometimes I can ask too much.

My expectations can be too high

But you often go above and beyond.

 

You make my dreams come to life.

You’re the air beneath my wings

And you’re exactly what I need you to be.

 

But that scares me.

I don’t want to put too much pressure on you

It’s not your job to fix me.

 

I want to give you all my problems,

But even Atlas gets tired of holding the world.

Thank you for holding the weight of my world.

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Written 7/17/17

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Jan9thxciv's picture

The last two lines,

The last two lines, functioning both as individual endings, and as a joiny conclusion, are quite powerful.


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imyourworstnightmarre's picture

wow

Thats fast to read but has such a powerful meaning. could you read my poems and leave feedback!