I Need to Die With You

the morbidity    
so cold I dare not inflict  
it's invaded my head    
it's foul stench suffocating    
death and carnations  
the ground so cold    
I'm down prostrate    
my body losing heat    
I have to do this    
letting go of death  
by embracing death  
   
why did I look    
for now I can't forget    
mud under your eyelids  
packed up your nose  
your face so bloated  
   
I brought you my dress  
the one you loved so much  
although too small  
they said no worries  
they'd split it up the back  
to shroud your corpse    
   
what the Hell is wrong with me  
to even go to this place    
not just a fleeting visitor  
I've come to stay  
it wouldn't matter if I wanted to leave  
for there's no longer a door  
   
so many people come to see the dead girl  
and feed on my pain  
fucking nasty vultures  
I can't hear them  
I have grown scales over my ears  
   
petty comments, Ignorant fools  
in an hour  
a day a week  
on our birthday  
the holidays  
they forget us    
Oh how I envy  
sweet fucking oblivion    
I have never hungered for anything to compare  
   
I run into your fiancee often  
everyone tells me his wife favors you  
he whispers a greeting in passing  
his wife doesn't like him talking to us  
I understand her, really I do  
heavy burden  
living in the shadow of the dead  
   
but the really fucked up part  
it's become my domicile