Corpses

I can feel you and me arguing
Feel the love in us darkening
There's a cold dead burn
Where we used to find sparks in it
Like my kiss was the cause of it
Selfish when I held your love
In my hells pits, I was starving it
Smelled the wet must of my lust
And I dogged you out in the way
I would bark too quick
Fuck, I even made an art of shit
Realized this is real life
And in my arms was a cadaver
Of your love that I wouldn't let budge
So I feasted on every part and spit
Tears streaming from the taste and the grit
Felt disrespectful and scary
So the dead love I tried to bury
But still found that I was trying to save a bit
As if the nectar of necrosis
Would save me if I sip
The bitterness of my heart had infected
 and made it's flavor stick
I shudder and spill
It made me slip
Right into the grave of my love
And I hate that I find that I fit
I pull the dirt down around me
With no fear
And wait for the nearing abyss