I have looked for life
But none can be found.
Now the time has come
To break some new ground.
Who could tell
Your beauty would pale
And our floating fairy tale
Would plummet to hell?
Thought I knew you.
I'm nothing to you.
I see right through you
And there's nothing to you.
You held my heart in your hands.
Now you can hold your own.
It beats no more for you're
No more than flesh and bone.
Of course a corpse
Can hurt me no longer.
Your hotness is rotting
While my spirit gets stronger.
Chemically sweet
Nothings
You said to me.
Don't waste your fetid
Undead
Breath on me.
The rose has decomposed.
You're so dead
To me.
©️ Matt Decker
