The noose around your neck Is around ours Necks warped and twisted By pools of molten tears Erupting without warning
She was an infected bullet wound Giving you tetanus A black line that raced to your mind Reddening your eyes So you only saw death
You burned in the fire of Hades Capricious flames dancing A witch burning alive Found guilty of being human A verdict you couldn’t live with
They can't point fingers now At the void where you were And their fingers are lost In old handkerchiefs Saturated with their tears
Flowers replace you Where you once stood White when they should be black You choke on religion Even now
We pull back the soil Tucking you up with the earth Kissing you with impotent words Burying you under the rope You carried so diligently in life
Trigger warning: suicide. This was written about suicide after my boyfriend at the time's brother killed himself. It explores his pain and the pain of those left behind.