Greeting Death as an Old Friend

Hope flickers when you aren't around  

I am pleased with every breath you take away 

Each surface is a burial ground 

Promises once made kept me bound 

Restricting me, forcing to stay 

Hope flickers when you aren't around

Muffled screams try to make a sound 

The knocks from the casket are louder today 

Each surface is a burial ground 

The clocks cannot be wound 

Time has taken the passing subway 

Hope flickers when you aren't around 

Kiss me oh Death! Calm me down!
I have nothing left to say
Each surface is becoming a burial ground. 

A welcome gift, I will wear your thorny crown 

Embracing life one last time, I hope to not overplay 
Hope flickers when you aren't around  

Each surface with you is a burial ground