The brittle rope tied tight,

Oh how i wished for one more night.

The trap door opened and so you fell,

Oh atleast my love,you are not in hell.

A platform on which you will die,

A rope i wish for them not to tie.

A final breath i watch you take,

A beating heart they plan to break.

Lungs burning, I scream giving you my love.

I hope to be your final thought,

Your last breath you try to take,

Letting a gasp escape, your sweet parted lips.

Oh Callum the sorrow has failed to cease.

Though now my love,you are long gone,deceased.