Hushing Depths

At the bottom of a lake
She layed in the wake
Of her frail body's
Last decomposing days

The death in my eyes
She could not cope
I rot by her side
Beneath my coat

Pond scum and algae
Consume the frame
Snails and salamanders
Slip by so lame

Trapped in our car
With the windows up
the doors locked
Your time, almost up

My fortunate self
Died in the first day
You've been withering for weeks
Next to, the dead smell of me

My ghost drudged the lake
Incapable of leaving the scene
You fester below
As the depths hushed your screams

Rigor Mortis me
A stench that waters eyes
I lay here in blight
Ruining the swan song of your life

You've beeped the horn
You've tried the lights
A performance of illuminations and sounds
When will your eyes finally lay down

The hunger smolders
It churns and rips
It eats what it can
Down to your ribs

A month now, below
How you've survived, I don't know
In your last seconds
Your mind suddenly flows

So precious a lifetime
Yet so thin a flash
Given to every man and women
Before their final gasp

You turn to me once more
Pierced right through my eyes
My lips peeled off, onto yours
As you kissed me one last time

Laying back
In comfort, not fright
She surrendered herself
To the friendly face of cracks and white