You Are Not Atlas

The moment you realize,
that that heavy weight was him.
The moment you realize,
you were the one holding on.
The moment you realize,
that it's harder to hold on than to let go.

You finally let go.

You finally breathe for the first time.
You finally relax your shoulders.
You finally put your hands down.
You finally get up from the weight holding you down.

You are not Atlas.
You are not as strong as him.
You are not a God
You are human.

You finally stand.

You stand and take in the destruction that's left.
As you look, you see little.
You see the old materials that remind you of what happened.
You see the old memories you shared.

But finally you see.

You see how tainted the end was.
You see that truth in what happened.
You look in front of you and see how bright it is.

You finally see.

Colors swirling.
Opportunities beaconing for you.
People wave at you,
Look at the future.

You step forward.

The first may be shaky, but the rest are strong.