Gravity pulling me apart...
The smell of cigarette smoke on my clothes...
Solidified tears crusting my eyes...
A lonely rope hanging in the garage...
My chaos piled in front of me like a trash heap...
My broken compass and lost watch...
The gentle rain holding me captive...
Memories of better days clouding my boxed mind...
Sweet old song playing on the radio...
A lone tree against a cold, winter sky...