A poem based on The Band's "the Weight"

I feel there is more to this and it would go darker than it is now.   I will probably give it some work on the drive home and get back to it later.  But hearing The Weight played by the band so much this came out.  I guess all the radio stations are playing that song due to Levon Helm's death.  I tried to do something like song lyrics.  This would sort of work on a low key down beat shuffle if you want to put it on top of a song.  It am thinking something like The Weight

Stay your hand,
I'll do it in my own time.
Your aching for vengeance
I feel the pains of mine. 

Take down your halo
if you're throwing the first stone. 
It will do you good
to break these here bones.

Rest here a minute
You see them bottle in the trees
She once tied them there
When she still loved me

I'm ain't your rival
I'm broke just like you
but kick my teeth in
If it's what you need to do

Soon she'll be coming
I see her every day
She ain't coming back
I see her everyday

Threw down my gun
I'm a coward or I'd turn on me
See it sitting there
Under the hanging tree

Soon she'll be coming
I see her every day
You say I shot her
Maybe it's true what you say

I ain't been a good man
But I thought she was mine
Trying to hold her
I sure made a mess this time

Soon she'll be coming
I see her every day
She ain't coming back
I see her everyday