What Lays Dormant

Slowly I crawl
Clawing away at the ashes from flesh
Which has slowed me to a halt
Gnawing my way through bodies
On top of me hindering my view of
This radiant majesty this world offers 

Love? What is it love?
Is it learned, or is mine simply lost?
Or maybe this old body next to me 
Fell on it with it's dying breath

Hopefully it is merely dormant
Waiting for a light to shine
So I can finally turn it on

Which is why I crawl through the ashes
Through decay
To reach the light 
To find my way