Lost

i dreamed she was mine
i was touching her hand
kissing her like wine
we share a certain bond

she freed me
outside my tortured soul
she let me see
that i am not a fool

yet i must lose her for now
as she sleeps in her casket
i wept, and swore a vow
that i would see her again

her death had left me breathless
i was all alone in my house
i try to escape the loneliness
i hated the flowers
for her ghost doesn't even care
to visit me

i was so lonely, now she's gone
death is the line that parts us
hopes and dreams i now have none
my lips are dried, my fingers have pus...

ican't die...
i can't die...