When They Come Back

My entry for round 2 of the Endless Night Poetry Contest.

Now They have left,
Giving me respite for this one moment.
Letting me think,
Offering me just one chance to repent.
To cleanse my mind,
And live in fashion of the heaven-sent.

When They come back,
I will stay here no more with you, my friend.
I'll fade to grey,
Far away, to face a lingering end.
Don't say “bye” or
“I love you should I not see you again.”

Where I'm going,
Such words will only kill me and pain you.
They're coming back.
I will have no more time to comfort you.
So leave me here,
And please, bury my remains when they're through.