Why Won't You Die?

You’re no friend, but I know you well.
You’ve come my way, a ticket from Hell.
I hate that you have arrived;
It hurts to see that you're alive.
You will not die.

You haunt the steps I take today
And cast shadows over what lights my way.
I’ve tried to arrange your final breath,
But you refuse to accept your death.
You will not die.

Relationships I own, you taint and mar.
With each heart I touch, you leave a scar.
I can’t escape your damaging lust;
I scream, “Ashes to Ashes; Dust to Dust!”
Will you ever die?

You’re the reality I’d rather forget—
The terrible thing inside my closet.
What you bring I’ve left behind,
But here you are inside my mind!
You must die.

You slow me down in my hurry;
Provoke the rage within my fury.
Hell’s the play in which you’re cast,
And your starring role is my Past.
Why won’t you die?