I held the woman today
who held and nourished me.
Her life in disarray
Her man tomorrow might not be.
Drops of her soul and pain
still on my shirt like yesterday's rain.
Their bond so strong, love so deep,
Her tormented heart knows no sleep.

Gravity of Past is pulling with great might.
Returning I resist, tired of this fight.
Behind me the beaten track, silently trailing,
Seducing me with sleep, new endeavors failing.
One more step and one more heave
From the old escape, have to leave.
Burning and aching forward I move,
Dragging my soul out of this groove.