Gravity is a Relic

Pinned in place
Nothing you can say, nothing you can do to retreat
The hammer of despair creates a new foundation
A new world is introduced
Phantom limbs reach for your desires
They can’t be touched
A tragic loss
The gift of weight drags, descending your knees to the ground
Gravity is a curse, it’s a relic which can’t be removed
Our fate is gravity, an anchor latched around our necks