no matter how hard you fly
no matter how much you try
to rid your present life
It will all come back on you

no matter how fast you travel
no matter for how long a time
to rid your memories of pain
it will all come back to you
in vigour

as the moon sets full
as the cold falls through the broken windows
nothingness sets before dawn
takes the place of emptiness
unfilled

it all strikes you
like there is no mass escaping the force of gravity
there is no you escaping the consequences of actions in the past
The future comes down with gravity
and you will face
you