I had left him behind...

With resignation i watched him
cling to every drop,
as slowly they filled him,
wetting his breath,
clouding his thoughts,
overcoming his heart,
till there was nothing left
of the once warm embrace,
of the fond fatherly gaze...

The fire must've burnt fierce,
when unfamiliar hands burnt him,
the flames dancing in ecstasy,
as the pyre consumed him,
but these are just thoughts
that now forever torture my mind.
for without a last embrace
I had left him behind
I had left him behind...