Did you do it on purpose?
Does it matter either way?
Snuffed out like a douter to a candle
Extinguished in an instant
Brutal indifference
The wind keeps blowing
Cold, faint, and yet serrating
Cut me to the bone
My stomach drops
And it never gets easier
It pulls me back
Old wounds reopen
Why can't I breathe
The gentle hands of god
Cold and callous
Gouging my eyes out
The unfeeling judgement wrought
It didn't notice the pain it brought
Suspended from the ceiling
Strangled in the sheets
Wrapped around a tree
Suffocating blissfully
I'm left here alone
Ripped, torn; severed consciousness
Another dead friend gone before the good part
Another tainted casket slowly ripping me apart
I can't take another dead friend
God damnit
It pulls me back
