I can't march my ***** boots
To your hanging tree.
The ground opens up
Exploding all over me.
In the blackened soil
I find your decaying bones
Buried beneath the pieces of your hurt.

I can't tear my liquid eyes
From your screaming face.
It's the way I looked
When they walked in to say
That your hands are cold
And the breath dead upon your lips.
My life stopped  with this deadly agony.

I can't forget your laugh
How it wrapped around my soul.
The way our arms
Opened up our hearts
In the quiet, whispered hours
Talking of our dreams.
And all the places we had yet to see.

I can't rewind to before your hopeless state
Or the day you returned
With all your strength cut from your face.
You turned from me
Like I was diseased.
And told of my stupidity:
Loving you is a waste
Because you were the tainted enemy.

I can't forget the pain in your eyes
The world so lost.
All our dreams slowly died.
You walked across the lawn
As I melted down and cried.
Then hung yourself
In a tall tree where you could touch the sky.

I can't return to your hanging tree.
The ground out there
Is waiting to **** me.
But you said "Be great,
Be everything you dream. "
So here I am
Living dreams my heart knows are real.