The traces you left on the dirt
Like a trail of a bleeding snail
Your prolonged wails resonate
That's laced with a tormented gale
Like you're making me find you
So I fill up and you let it sink in
Let me hold you one last time
Let me touch your tattered skin
I feel the coldness of your hands
And the warmth slowly declining
Your weak grasps lose their grips
And soon they'll feel nothing

I can't tell if it's blood or tears
I can't say if it's broken or whole
I can't hear all your struggle
I can't recognize you at all
The wind thinks I'm insane
Cursing and laughing at your face
As I drag you along the pavement
I can see it make a grimace
Even with that sutured mouth
I hear you whisper and scream
Your fading eyes haunt me
Even now they're thread rimmed

It was a hard decision after all
Your voice forced me to choose
Not a knife or poison or a bullet
But a liter of gasoline and a noose 
I won't leave you rotting in a hole
What I want is to watch you swing
Swaying with the doldrums
In a tree from where you're hanging
With columns of fire shooting up
Burning twigs and black stones
A feast for the crows and flies
Blistered flesh and charred bones