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.
