Death gave me a flower today

I said no thank you and turned him away.

He looked at me wth saddened eyes,

As if my rejection sent him to his demise.

Death gave me a flower today,

I laughed at him putting him on display.

A single tear ran down his boney cheek,

As if his hollow eye socket sprung a tiny leak.

Death gave me a flower today,

In front of all his friends in the sick bay.

I grabbed the flower between my two hands,

And crushed it gently into a hundred strands.

Death did not come today,

Perhaps I finally scared him away.

My skin did hurt and my head felt hot,

My eyes they ached, my stomach was in a knot.

Death came back and gave me a flower today,

I took it this time smiling his way.

He snapped his fngers and my body went slack,

My eyes they fluttered and everything went black...