Highwaymen of Hell

Warily walking through the woods,
fearing the highwaymen of Hell.
Gazing where my friend once stood-
once breathed, once cringed, once bled, once yelled.

They're taunting me,
haunting me,
killing me so patiently.
Now I'm creeping silently,
hoping that they'll let me be.

Grimly glancing from side to side.
watching the highwaymen of Hell.
Deadly gazes I twice denied,
twice fought, twice tried, twice lost, twice fell.

They're tripping me,
gripping me,
strangling me so suddenly.
Now I'm thrashing violently,
begging them to let me be.

Dimly dreaming I begin to fade,
cursing the highwaymen of Hell.
Cursing feelings I thrice betrayed,
Thrice lied, thrice hurt, thrice calmed, thrice quelled.

They're swaying me,
slaying me,
forcing me so recklessly.
Now I've killed myself, you see.
Couldn't they just let me be?