No Quarter

Wrote this about being unable to escape heartache.

There is no quarter
no rest wherever I go
no matter what I do
my heart still has a hole

I've my friends to lean on
but I don't want them to catch my tears
They've been so kind
but I feel guilty sharing my fears

I'd almost rather drown in my sorrows
and choke on my words
I've been lent so many ears
but it all still hurts

Whiskey softens the blow
but the aches come flooding back
I could run my legs into the ground
then my heart would face a diff'rent attack

I know it's my duty
to feel all this pain
I'd just rather not
and move on with my day

I've grown past the point
of regretting it all
of choosing numbness
so that I can never fall

I wish we had more time,
but I can't say I've been robbed
sometimes that's all you get
and then it's on to the next job

No crime was committed
there's no sign of a thief
it wasn't technically taken
but I'm missing relief

My love is still here
even if She is not
perhaps once I transmute that love
My heart won't be fraught

The hole that reopened
is also a door
now there's another way through
a path for even more

Along may come another
even if they are not She
and I pray and pray and pray
that I may finally be free

Author's Note

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