The Gallows.

Endlessly I roamed.
Searching for my way back home.
My heart shattered and hollow.
My folly bearing down upon my brow.
Broken I must kneel.
For you have crushed me under your heels.
I screamed.
And struggled to escape the frantic stream.
But then I realize.
That I relish and idealize.
Your demise.
I did not see death and it's beady eyes.
But I dearly hope.
That you hang by the rope.
And End.
The End.