Death, where's your death?

Death...
How can I win thee?
Everything has its death,
Including mine grief,
How can I find thee?

The little throb in mine heart,
The little creepy recall in mine head;
Find your death under the feet,
Of my lad,
On my death bed...

Amidst, sleepless nights of scary remembrances,
One good night with one fairy dream;
Where the fairy of life defeats the demise,
And recollects the good realm,
Without a death phase...

Are you a still dream?
The misty cold night,
With all misty memories in the realm,
Vanish in the rays of light,
With a little hope of bloom