Be Gone

Death be gone I cannot, I will not How could I ever leave you alone? My bones ache My suicide results Remain submerged in the wrong lake Come if you will As a subject in your tragedy On my final lay, I may lie ill Death be gone I cannot, I will not How could I ever leave you alone? I am the taker of man The maker of your failing stand In between plagues and romance I must intervene To call it cruelty is so vague Only in those final hours Shall we have our scene Death be gone There will be no open doors No creeks in your floor Please be gone Why do you wish me away? I will not plague your mirror Though the thought is so inferior