I Can Feel the Pull

I want to die over you
I want you to lay down and stare back at me
and I will look straight back at you
not because I want you to be the last thing I see
but because I want you to see me as I go
not as revenge or some strange obsession
but because I want you to know what you did to me
just to clarify exactly what I meant
so I'll put the barrel in my mouth and you'll look up
at my bagged, blood shot, tearless eyes
and the memories of you will fly out the top of my skull