(Fun Fact: This poem was written on April 13th 2022, before I made this book. Another, more ironic fact, is I found this poem in my docs after I wrote that last poem. The irony.)

The day I die, will not be like the movies

It won't be on a rainy afternoon

Or in the gloomy morning

It won't be a tragic accident

And it won't be a natural cause

The day I die, I don't want to be mourned

I don't want people to be worried about what happens to me next

I don't want to watch others fall down my path

And I certainly don't want others to die because of me

But even as I wish for these things I know how it will end

A seemingly sister losing another

A brother thrown into grief

Two distraught parents, forever wondering what could have caused this

The day I die, their world will turn upside down

The day I die, will end with a broken family and a broken home

The day I die, will be my fault