Gravity Effects

Written by: Carl Fraser

Head sinks into the pillow deep
Muscle strains over bones that weep,
Heavy eyelids refuse to sleep,
Mind is sharp, but heart is weak.

Appetite reduces every day
Food goes down, stomach wont play,
Bladder takes over, has its way,
Drugs wont help, so a price is paid

The soft dirt beckons, time wears thin
An inevitable end of the state im in
Any fight left, doesnt know where to begin,
I humbly bow and let gravity win.